I Was Considering How, par E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings

I Was Considering How

i was considering how

within night’s loose

sack a star’s

nibbling in-

fin

-i-

tes-

-mal-

ly devours

darkness the

hungry star

which

will e

-ven

tu-

-ly jiggle

the bait of

dawn and be jerked

into

eternity. when over my head a

shooting

star

Bur s

into a stale shriek

like an alarm-clock)

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