My Sonnet Is A Light Goes On In
E. E. Cummings
my sonnet is A light goes on in the toiletwindow,that’s straightacross from my window,night air bothered with a rustling din sort of sublimated tom-tom which quite outdoes the mandolin- man’s tiny racket. The horses sleep upstairs. And you can see their ears. Ears win- k,funny stable. In the morning they go out in pairs: amazingly,one pair is white (but you know that)they look at each other. Nudge. (if they love each other,who cares?) They pull the morning out of the night. I am living with a mouse who shares my meals with him,which is fair as i judge.
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