e.e. cummings

e.e. cummings

(10/14/1894 - 9/3/1962)
(and i imagine (XII) )when what hugs stopping earth than silent is
All in green my love went riding anyone lived in a pretty how town
Buffalo Bill's but if a living dance upon dead minds
buy me an ounce and i'll sell you a pound. dead every enourmous piece
dying is fine)but Death The Eagle
i have found what you are like i love you much(most beautiful darling)
If if i believe
in Just- it is at moments after i have dreamed
it may not always be so;and i say may i feel said he
Me up at does nobody loses all the time
O sweet spontaneous this is the garden:colours come and go,
Thy fingers make early flowers unto thee i
when god lets my body be when life is quite through with
Where's Madge then,