e. e. Cummings Poem

Post Impressions IV

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riverly is a flower
gone softly by tomb
rosily gods whiten
befall saith rain

anguish
and dream-send is
hushed
In

moan-loll where
night      gathers
morte carved smiles

cloud~gloss is at moon~cease
soon
verbal mist-flowers close
ghosts on prowl gorge

sly slim gods stare

Sonnets—Realities II
Post Impressions I

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