window
1:55 PM | 11-23-03
i go to this window
just as day dissolves
when it is twilight(and
looking up in fear
i see the new moon
thinner than a hair
making me feel
how myself has been coarse and dull
compared with you, silently who are
and cling
to my mind always
But now she sharpens and becomes crisper
until i smile with knowing
and all about
herself the sprouting largest final air
plunges
inward with hurled
downward thousands of enormous dreams"
-e. e. cummings