Wednesday, March 24, 2010

in time of daffodils

in time of daffodils(who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why,remember how

in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so(forgetting seem)

in times of roses(who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if,remember yes

in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek(forgetting find)

and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me, remember me

—e.e. cummings


  1. This is lovely.

    In my opinion there should be more poetry on blogs.

    What a brilliant first Stanza (Tercet?)

  2. I've carried this poem in my wallet for years—it makes me so happy. Brilliant, indeed.