Mud-luscious and Puddle-wonderful

I can't resist ee cummings.  For anyone unfamiliar with his streamy, playful prose, i encourage you to google this guy. He writes of love and nature, with refreshing wit and satire. his poems, like dickinson's, are titled by first line... so this one is called, in just-

 

in Just-

spring       when the world is mud-

luscious the little

lame balloonman

 

whistles       far       and wee

 

and eddieandbill come

running from marbles and

piracies and it's

spring

 

when the world is puddle-wonderful

 

the queer

old balloonman whistles

far       and       wee

and bettyandisbel come dancing

 

 from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

 

it's

spring

and

     the

 

             goat-footed

 

balloonMan       whistles

far

and

wee

 

e.e. cummings

if that tickled your senses, try O sweet spontaneous, thy fingers make early flowers, and i thank you God for this amazing

and, why not, heres an exerpt from this is the garden:colours come and go

"This is the garden:pursed lips do blow

upon cool flutes within wide glooms,and sing

(of harps celestial to the quivering string)

invisible faces hauntingly and slow.

 

This is the garden.   Time shall surely reap

and on Death's blade lie many a flower curled..."

that poem in its entirety is worth reading! check it out!