The Pennycandystore Beyond The El

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 (4)

I love the debt this and other poems by Mr. Ferlinghetti owe to WC Williams who (IMHO) established for 20th Century poets the precepts that shortness and coherence of thought is an advantage in communicating a thought and that poetry can deal (must deal?) with universal themes that all of us can relate to (the loss of innocence in this case.)
A beautiful coming of age moment, the too small room, the musky scent of breathless breasts, her rainy hair, and the leaves crying, too soon, too soon. Wow. A great, great poem.
What an interesting concept and way of writting
You can smell the autumnal air in this poem. I love the way he describes the little girl. A moment captured.