Text by E. E. Cummings:
leaflight: adapted from “this is the garden:colors come and go” and “utterly and amazingly i am pash”
strong silent greens serenely lingering 
slow deep trees perpetual of sleep 
embrace the rash coherent light 
which falls 
     softens 
     flutters 
lights like baths of golden snow
candy sky: “the sky was”
the 
   sky 
      was 
can dy lu 
minous 
      edible 
spry
   pinks shy 
lemons
greens coo l choc 
olate
s. 
   un der, 
   a lo 
co 
mo
 tive s pout 
               ing 
                  vi 
                  o
                  lets 
sunshower: “i have found what you are like”
i have found what you are like 
the rain. 
      (Who feathers frightened fields 
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields 
easily the pale club of the wind
 and swirled justly souls of flower strike 
the air in utterable coolness
deeds of green thrilling light 
                                  with thinned 
newfragile yellows
lurch and.press
—in the woods 
               which 
                    stutter 
                           and 
                              sing
And the coolness of your smile is 
stirringofbirds between my arms;but 
i should rather than anything 
have(almost when hugeness will shut 
quietly)almost, 
                    your kiss 
 
                         
        