Yesterdays To Tomorrows

Blows of bubble sorrows Into the despair wind Yesterdays to tomorrows Surfaces of true chagrined Green and young woe To the universe bang In its fast and slow Understanding full song Little thickness surfaces Frequently to fail Sea of moonlit disguises Lost in forgetful trail Hiding springs to come Thinner or more thicker Where everything is from Time’s stretching clicker Blows the wind that blows Into the unknown alive Every morning goes When new beginnings arrive Tides of two sided loin With its spinning wheels Inn and out the conjoin From this to the other ideals • To E. E. Cummings, #43,50 Poems