fair ladies tall lovers
riding are through the
(with wonder into colours
all into singing)may
riding are through the
(with wonder into colours
all into singing)may
wonder a with deep
(A so wonder pure)
even than the green
the new the earth more
moving(all gay
fair brave tall young
come they)through the may
in fragrance and song
wonderingly come
(brighter than prayers)
riding through a Dream
like fire called flowers
over green the new
earth a day of may
under more a blue
than blue can be sky
always(through fragrance
and singing)come lovers
with slender their ladies
(Each youngest)in sunlight
- e. e. cummings
2 comments:
Gorgeous photos! Didn't May go by so fast!? Also, if that's basil, can you fax me some?
So beautiful--- the pictures and the words. So appropriate . . . as poetry appreciation night just ended.
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