‘In the street of the sky night walks scattering poems.’ E E Cummings
He was a dreamer. His imagination was beyond the usual poet and he tried to install this love of his into the minds of their children.
Julie had known it when they first met twenty years previous as he quoted Cummings’ poetry with the line: ‘In the street of the sky night walks scattering poems.’
She knew it first in the library and then walking in the park after a meeting they both attended. She was attracted to him immediately and not sure why exactly, but as the evening drew on, the pieces fit together easily.
Unsure how to respond to his statement, she failed speaking a line in return. Instead of talking, she looked at him lovingly and hooked her arm in his. Over the next weeks she grew more and more fond of this dreamer and his words.