Number 20

The pennycandystore beyond the El
is where I first
fell in love
with unreality
Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom
of that september afternoon
A cat upon the counter moved among
the licorice sticks
and tootsie rolls
and Oh Boy Gum

Outside the leaves were falling as they died

A wind had blown away the sun

A girl ran in
Her hair was rainy
Her breasts were breathless in the little room

Outside the leaves were falling
and they cried
Too soon! too soon!

by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Comments (1)

Dear, Mr Amichai I am working on a project in English where I find soldiers poems, stories, or journal entries and analyse them. after reading your poem i wanted to comment about it. i really love where you are coming from in this poem. a lot of people take memorial day for granted and they should not because soldiers have given us everything we have today and i would just like to say thank you and i will be remembering all those that have fallen this memorial day. I wish u the best.