Poems, poems, poems
April 2: On the Birth of a Child- in honor of delivering my first baby at County
April 3: The Emperor of Ice Cream- when the day's Google Doodle is an ice cream sundae, how could I not have that poem stuck in my head all day?
April 4:
Today... no particular theme. I just like this one.
who knows if the moon's
ee cummings
who knows if the moon's
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky--filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should
get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we'd go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody's ever visited,where
always
it's
Spring)and everyone's
in love and flowers pick themselves
April 3: The Emperor of Ice Cream- when the day's Google Doodle is an ice cream sundae, how could I not have that poem stuck in my head all day?
April 4:
Click to viewToday... no particular theme. I just like this one.
who knows if the moon's
ee cummings
who knows if the moon's
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky--filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should
get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we'd go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody's ever visited,where
always
it's
Spring)and everyone's
in love and flowers pick themselves