e. e. oh oh you saw what where)
principles laid (remarkably in tight too
no one diddle daddle up) down (sides
round a bramble stick thorn in
hollow heads? fly mooned cow space
low-downed Revolution tat-a-rat tat
Oh! you hit apple pie ala
mother lode:
tipped open shut doors
spilled milk muddied minds
blast wide furnace words
sharpened Keyholes edge
wise) e.e. oh oh ho ho ho
my tip tap off hat (you!
(Previously published in Aileron, Winter '99)
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Delightful homage to e.e. cummings... great to discover you!