O sweet spontaneous

by: e.e. cummings


sweet spontaneous
earth how often have
the
doting
 
fingers of
prurient philosophers pinched
and
poked
 
thee
, has the naughty thumb
of science prodded
thy
 
beauty, how
often have religions taken
thee upon their scraggy knees
squeezing and
 
buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive
gods
(but
true
 
to the incomparable
couch of death thy
rhythmic
lover
 
thou answerest
 
them only with
 
spring)
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3 thoughts on “O sweet spontaneous

  1. Nancy Alder says:

    this is exactly what I am reading to my classes this week. isn’t it perfection?

    • Lauren Worsh says:

      Yes! He is perfection. And do you know this spring ode from Rumi? Also, beautiful, and sweet for class completions…

      “We began as a mineral. We emerged into plant life and into the animal state, and then into being human, and always we have forgotten our former states, except in early spring when we slightly recall being green again.”

  2. OM says:

    Wondrous!! Such vivid images, and that last line is SOOOO “punchy!” Love it!

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