Sunday, June 19, 2011

mowing the lawn


Cutting the grass, I saw these weeds growing just on the other side of the fence. Freakin' gorgeous. They made me think of the phrase "up so floating many bells down" from the following e.e. cummings poem. They made me think that he wrote that line about this very flower. So many bells facing downward as the plant shoots up.

Here's the poem:

anyone lived in a pretty how town 
(with up so floating many bells down) 
spring summer autumn winter 
he sang his didn't he danced his did  
Women and men(both little and small) 
cared for anyone not at all 
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same 
sun moon stars rain  
children guessed(but only a few 
and down they forgot as up they grew 
autumn winter spring summer) 
that noone loved him more by more  
when by now and tree by leaf 
she laughed his joy she cried his grief 
bird by snow and stir by still 
anyone's any was all to her  
someones married their everyones 
laughed their cryings and did their dance 
(sleep wake hope and then)they 
said their nevers they slept their dream  
stars rain sun moon 
(and only the snow can begin to explain 
how children are apt to forget to remember 
with up so floating many bells down)  
one day anyone died i guess 
(and noone stooped to kiss his face) 
busy folk buried them side by side 
little by little and was by was  
all by all and deep by deep 
and more by more they dream their sleep 
noone and anyone earth by april 
wish by spirit and if by yes.  
Women and men(both dong and ding) 
summer autumn winter spring 
reaped their sowing and went their came 
sun moon stars rain