Will Suddenly Trees Leap From Winter And Will

will suddenly trees leap from winter and will

the stabbing music of your white youth

wounded by my arms’ bothness

(say a twilight lifting the fragile skill

of new leaves’ voices,and sharp lips of spring

simply joining with the wonderless

city’s sublime cheap distinct mouth)

do the exact human comely thing?

(or will the fleshless moments go and go

across this dirtied pane where softly preys

the grey and perpendicular Always—

or possibly there drift a pulseless blur

of paleness;

                the unswift mouths of snow

insignificantly whisper….

E. E. Cummings  

in, 100 Selected Poems