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Red Balloon, by Paul Klee
E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings

[in Just-]

in Just-
spring          when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman
 
whistles          far          and wee
 
and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring
 
when the world is puddle-wonderful
 
the queer
old balloonman whistles
far          and             wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
 
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
 
it's
spring
and
 
        the
 
                 goat-footed
 
balloonMan          whistles
far
and
wee

(1923)

#Americans #Modernism #FreeVerse

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