Poem - "am was." by E. E. Cummings

"am was." 
by E. E. Cummings


am was. are leaves few this. is these a or


scratchily over which of earth dragged once

-ful leaf. & were who skies clutch an of poor

how colding hereless. air theres what immense

live without every dancing. singless on-

ly a child's eyes float silently down

more than two those that and that noing our

gone snow gone

yours mine

. We're

alive and shall be:cities may overflow(am

was)assassinating whole grassblades,five

ideas can swallow a man;three words im

-prison a woman for all her now:but we've

such freedom such intense digestion so

much greenness only dying makes us grow.