To The Blue Sky. . .
11.11.2004
swim so now million many worlds in each
least less than a particle of perfect dark--
how should a loudness called mankind unteach
whole infinite the who of life's life(hark!
what silence)?" "Worlds?o no:i'm certain they're
(look again)flowers." "Don't worlds open and
worlds close?" "Worlds do,but differently; or
as if worlds wanted us to understand
they'd never close (and open) in that fool
called everyone (or you or i) were wise."
"You mean worlds may have better luck,some day?"
"Or worse!poor worlds; i mean they're possible
--but" lifting "flowers" more all stars than eyes
"only are quite what worlds merely might be
- e.e. cummings
[ed. for those not familiar with e.e. cummings: there are no typos in the above.]