A Short Poem for the Day

Anki: I'm going to read you an e cummings poem if i can find it in my er, my my e Cummings poem book that i've had since high school. O sweet, spontaneous earth. How often have the doting fingers of purient philosophers pinched and poked thee? Has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty? But true to the incomparable couch of death, thy rhythmic lover, thou answerest them only with spring. The e comings. Poem often known as o sweet spontaneous, as that is its first line. We want more, but spring is what we get in this world.