E. E. Cummings

The Sky a Silver

the sky a silver
dissonance by the correct
fingers of April
resolved
 
              into a
clutter of trite jewels
 
now like a moth with stumbling
 
wings flutters and flops along the
grass collides with trees and
houses and finally,
butts into the river
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