At Times I Have

At times I have happy ideas,
Ideas suddenly happy, in among ideas
And the words in which they naturally shake free…
After writing, I read…
What made me write that?
Where have I been to find that?
Where did that come to me from? It is better than
me…
Shall we have been, in the world, at the most, pen
and ink
With which somebody writes properly what we here
jot?…