Well, the latest issue of Spring is a couple of years late, but it's arrived at last, and it contains these poems of mine (and Cummings, of course -- he composed the first lines, and I the second. (Listen to Lewis Turco read "E. E.Cummings Gnomes"):
E. E. CUMMINGS GNOMES: THREE TAILGATERS
Unlove's the heavenless hell and homeless home
of seed in search of an ounce of welcome loam.
Hello and Goodbye
Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door –
The hell of it is it doesn’t have a door.
I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing
Than learn from one hornet how to sting.