Who Knows if the Moon’s a Balloon E.E. Cummings

Who Knows if the Moon’s a Balloon

who knows if the moon’s
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should

get into it,if they

should take me and take you into their balloon,

why then

we’d go up higher with all the pretty people

than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing

away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody’s ever visited, where



Spring) and everyone’s
in love and flowers pick themselves