For September, An Old Favorite

School is starting.  It’s that magical time of year when pencils and yellow buses and new-old textbooks are a novelty and the daily routine hasn’t lost its luster yet.  There are kids gathering on street corners at ungodly hours in the morning, with backpacks and lunch boxes that haven’t yet gotten dirty and stinky.  And even though hubby and I haven’t gone back to school in years – and even though the only thing that changes in September for us now is that the traffic is a little heavier – I’m not immune to the excitement. 

I’ve had the same favorite poem since I was sixteen years old.  (In fact, hubby and I used the final three verses on our wedding programs.)  My favorite poem, “if everything happens that can’t be done,” reminds me of back-to-school – maybe it’s the mentions of leaves and books.  So, for a little back-to-school treat, here’s my favorite poem in its entirety.

if everything happens that can’t be done, by e.e. cummings

if everything happens that can’t be done
(and anything’s righter
than books
could plan)
the stupidest teacher will almost guess
(with a run
around we go yes)
there’s nothing as something as one

one hasn’t a why or because or although
(and buds know better
than books
don’t grow)
one’s anything old being everything new
(with a what
around we come who)
one’s everyanything so

so world is a leaf so tree is a bough
(and birds sing sweeter
than books
tell how)
so here is away and so your is a my
(with a down
around again fly)
forever was never till now

now i love you and you love me
(and books are shutter
than books
can be)
and deep in the high that does nothing but fall
(with a shout
around we go all)
there’s somebody calling who’s we

we’re anything brighter than even the sun
(we’re everything greater
than books
might mean)
we’re everyanything more than believe
(with a spin
alive we’re alive)
we’re wonderful one times one

Happy September!

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