in time

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

dominic has
a doll wired
to the radiator of his
ZOOM DOOM
icecoalwood truck a
wistful little
clown
whom somebody buried
upsidedown in an ashbarrel so
of course dominic
took him
home
& mrs dominic washed his sweet
dirty
face & mended
his bright torn trousers (quite
as if he were really her &
she
but) & so
that
's how dominic has a doll
& every now and then my
wonderful
friend dominic depaola
gives me the most tremendous hug
knowing
i feel
that
we & worlds
are
less alive
than dolls &
dream
-- e. e. cummings