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 time 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

I love this poem. I really like e e Cummings, I like that his poems are different and unusual. I like that he got away with that. (I think I'm gonna do a four piece art project with this poem.) I once read a article(?) about e e cumming's poetry and it said his poems were harder to analyze and easier to feel...another reason I like them.