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Thursday, 1 April 2010

Garden Bloggers' Muse Day - April 2010.

'When Faces Called Flowers Float Out Of The Ground'

when faces called flowers float out of the ground
and breathing is wishing and wishing is having-
but keeping is downward and doubting and never
-it's april (yes,april;my darling) it's spring!
yes the pretty birds frolic as spry as can fly
yes the little fish gambol as glad as can be
(yes the mountains are dancing together)

when every leaf opens without any sound
and wishing is having and having is giving-
but keeping is doting and nothing and nonsense
-alive;we're alive,dear:it's (kiss me now) spring!
now the pretty birds hover so she and so he
now the little fish quiver so you and so i
(now the mountains are dancing, the mountains)

when more than was lost has been found has been found
and having is giving and giving is living-
but keeping is darkness and winter and cringing
-it's spring (all our night becomes day) o,it's spring!
all the pretty birds dive to the heart of the sky
all the little fish climb through the mind of the sea
(all the mountains are dancing;are dancing)

~ ee cummings, 1894- 1962

Enjoy more April musing over at Sweet Home and Garden Chicago kindly hosted by Carolyn Gail.


  1. Oh my, that's a lovely cummings poem I'd never come across. Spring captured.

  2. Hmmm, it might be April, but it doesn't feel like spring today, I've had to put the heating on again. I haven't come across that poem before. I love the photo, I just love primroses.

  3. That's a very pretty not-too-deeply-coloured primrose you've photographed there.

    And the poem is lovely. I know I shouldn't interfere with someone else's punctuation but, from now on, on the best of days, I shall think it's a 'kiss me now spring'.


  4. Lovely poem. I enjoy Muse Day as I don't know a lot of poetry and it's lovely to be able to read poets' interpretations of nature.

  5. I was not familiar with this ee cummings, Anna. Thank you for sharing this wonderful find. His exuberance perfectly captures the delight of the season. I'm about to become a full-blown fool for spring, I can feel it. It always happens sooner or later in the season, when I get transported to the seventh heaven... right here on earth!

    Happy Spring!

  6. Anna~~ Nice flowers, nice poem. Easter Blessings to you, dear friend.

  7. Although I used to be a fairly avid poet myself, I never much cared for poetry in general, but you gotta love ee cuumings! Also love the primrose... mine might bloom any day now. Happy Easter!


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