This (let’s remember) day died again | e. e. cummings , 1950

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Xαίρε, 1950                                                                                     e.e. cummings
this(let’s remember)day died again and
again;whose golden,crimson dooms conceive
an oceaning abyss of orange dream
larger than sky times earth:a flame beyond
soul immemorially forevering am–
and as collapsing that grey mind by wave
doom disappeared,out of perhaps(who knows?)
eternity floated a blossoming
(while anyone might slowly count to soon)
rose-did you see her?darling,did you(kiss
me)quickly count to never?you were wrong
-then all the way from perfect nowhere came
(as easily as we forget something)
livingest the imaginable moon
e.e. cummings, Xαίρε *, 1950
* chaire = rejoice! [Greek]

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