in homage to e. e. cummings

in Just-
spring and the tulips are
pushing
their purplegreen stalks through

winter debris and mulch

and danielandi go
walking in stroller and
toohot teal
fleece and it's
spring

when buds are studded

up and down
tree limbs
about to burst
into green
and stephen grills outside

hamburgers and smokeycheese and

it's
spring
and
our
baby is hot

witha
fever
and we

don't
know
why