E. E. Cummings

The Hours Rise Up Putting Off Stars And It Is

the hours rise up putting off stars and it is dawn into the street of the sky light walks scattering poems on earth a candle is extinguished     the city wakes with a song upon her mouth having death in her eyes and it is dawn the world goes forth to murder dreams…. i see in the street where strong men are digging bread and i see the brutal faces of people contented hideous hopeless cruel happy and it is day, in the mirror i see a frail man dreaming dreams dreams in the mirror and it is dusk    on earth a candle is lighted and it is dark. the people are in their houses the frail man is in his bed the city sleeps with death upon her mouth having a song in her eyes the hours descend, putting on stars…. in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems

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