Sonnet

Actuality I

by E.E. Cummings

a thing most new complete fragile intense,

which wholly trembling memory undertakes

—your kiss, the little pushings of flesh, makes

my body sorry when the minute moon

5  

is a remarkable splinter in the quick

of twilight

. . . . or if sunset utters one

unhurried muscled huge chromatic

fist skilfully modeling science

10  

—to feel how through the stopped entire day

horribly and seriously thrills

the moment of enthusiastic space

is a little wonderful, and say

Perhaps her body touched me; and to face

15  

suddenly the lighted living hills








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Transcribed and formatted for Internet reading, with addition of line numbers, from the 1923 (Thomas Seltzer, Inc.) hardcover edition of Tulips and Chimneys by E.E. Cummings.