Edward Estlin Cummings

Here you will find the Poem there are so many tictoc... of poet Edward Estlin Cummings

there are so many tictoc...

there are so many tictoc 
 clocks everywhere telling people 
 what toctic time it is for 
 tictic instance five toc minutes toc 
 past six tic
 Spring is not regulated and does 
 not get out of order nor do 
 its hands a little jerking move 
 over numbers slowly
 we do not 
 wind it up it has no weights 
 springs wheels inside of 
 its slender self no indeed dear
 nothing of the kind.
 (So,when kiss Spring comes 
 we'll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss
 lips because tic clocks toc don't make 
 a toctic difference 
 to kisskiss you and to 
 kiss me)