and it's spring

       Spring is like a perhaps hand
       (which comes carefully
       out of Nowhere)arranging
       a window,into which people look(while
       people stare
       arranging and changing placing
       carefully there a strange
       thing and a known thing here)and

       changing everything carefully

       spring is like a perhaps
       Hand in a window
       (carefully to
       and fro moving New and
       Old things,while
       people stare carefully
       moving a perhaps
       fraction of flower here placing
       an inch of air there)and

       without breaking anything.


                  e. e. cummings

 baby pomegranate shown by elder(perhaps)hand