imagine

Written June 2nd. For creative writing we had to emulate a poem. I chose E.E. Cummings's "suppose". I like his work. marguerite: daisy jacinthe: hyacinth

imagine:
Love is a young woman with flowers for the dead.

old hate sits in the park
scowling, tearing pages of an old book
on his lap.

(she said “will you find me daisies” to me
and “Hate is old
love wears old blue jeans and new leather jackets
love walks strong, love grows her hair long” she

says to me as i sit inattentive.--“Did you see
Love? she becomes here and there,
and his, and hers,
and my old mother and a pretty woman who recalls
his first blush, singing, holding for the dead
flowers, always singing
to no one something about les
marguerites les jacinthes
yes--
will you listen?
Those beautiful sounds—oh hear
, slowly, slowly, she comes near” )

and hesitating I told my love I think so. Yet
she said she sees someone else

there is a man, whose name is Afterwards
he is sitting beside old hate, is taller;
likes flowers.