Children in Stone

these children singing in stone a
silence of stone these
little children wound with stone
flowers opening for

ever these silently lit
tie children are petals
their song is a flower of
always their flowers

of stone are
silently singing
a song more silent
than silence these always

children forever
singing wreathed with singing
blossoms children of
stone with blossoming

eyes
know if a
lit tie
tree listens

forever to always children singing forever
a song made
of silent as stone silence of
song

Death(having lost)

death(having lost)put on his universe
and yawned:it looks like rain
(they've played for timelessness
with chips of when)
that's yours;i guess
you'll have to loan me pain
to take the hearse,
see you again.

Love(having found)wound up such pretty toys
as themselves could not know:
the earth tinily whirls;
while daisies grow
(and boys and girls
have whispered thus and so)
and girls with boys
to bed will go,

--- From 50 Poems
©1940, e. e. cummings