“What if a dawn of a doom of a dream
bites this universe in two,
peels forever out of his grave,
and sprinkles nowhere with me and you?”
More from E. E Cummings
“Without the mercy of your eyes, your voice, your ways; how dark am I? No song, nothing.”
“Make me a child.”
“Honor the past, but welcome the future.”
“The utter silence of the untranslated stars.”