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