I am waiting for Tom Swift to grow up
And I am waiting for Alice in Wonderland to retransmit to me
Her total dream of innocence
And I am waiting for Aphrodite
To grow live arms at a final disarmament conference
In a new rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for some strains of conversation
To shake my typewriter
And I am waiting to write the great indelible poem
And I am waiting for the last—long careless rapture
And I am perpetually waiting for the fleeing lovers
On the Grecian urn to catch each other up
At last—and embrace
And I am awaiting perpetually and forever
A renaissance of wonder
By Larry Ferlinghetti
I am waiting for Tom Swift to grow up And I am waiting for Alice in Wonderland to retransmit to me Her total dream of innocence And I am waiting for Aphrodite To grow live arms at a final disarmament conference In a new rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for some strains of conversation To shake my typewriter And I am waiting to write the great indelible poem And I am waiting for the last—long careless rapture And I am perpetually waiting for the fleeing lovers On the Grecian urn to catch each other up At last—and embrace And I am awaiting perpetually and forever A renaissance of wonder