Spring

~ Live & Learn

Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere) arranging
a window, into which people look (while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here) and

changing everything carefully

– E. E. Cummings, from “Spring is like a perhaps hand” in The Complete Poems: 1904-1962

Notes: Poem – Thank you Whiskey River. Photo: Floating by Chris A (Ain, Rhone-Alpes, France)

21 thoughts on “Spring”

  2. What a compelling and strange poem this is!
    These days I‘ve been found many times sitting at the bow window and staring happily down one last time (so I hope) to the beautiful magnolia tree in FULL bloom, the pink camellia underneath (ditto), the hundreds of spring blooms, daffodils, tiny dark blue violets, narcissus and zillions of primroses all colours of the rainbow, some early lobelias chiming in, my ears are bathing in the happy chatter of the birds (although yesterday I found a beautiful tit lifeless, no outward signs of why….) and I consider the person/family I hope will buy our home and enjoy it just as much as I did…. THIS is spring, ethereal, ephemere, but returning year after year in stunning beauty and all the more precious because we know just HOW short that period will be.

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    1. O-oh, Kiki, where are you? Would love to see a picture–hope you have one if you’re selling that piece of heaven.
      Always loved e.e. cummings, appreciate you bringing him back, David, always a unique perspective. “…a perhaps hand….changing everything–carefully”
      [I’m still relishing W.S. Merwin–loved the long New Yorker piece on him.]

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  8. I’m doing a lot of research (more like gathering) for a new series of cards for each month of the year. I love this quote & will probably add it to my list for March.

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