Asphodel, That Greeny Flower (William Carlos Williams Poems)
Of asphodel, that greeny flower,like a buttercupupon its branching stem-save that it's green and wooden-I come, my sweet,to sing to ...
Of asphodel, that greeny flower,like a buttercupupon its branching stem-save that it's green and wooden-I come, my sweet,to sing to ...
I stopped the carto let the children downwhere the streets endin the sunat the marsh edgeand the reeds beginand there ...
The whole process is a lie, unless, crowned by excess, It break forcefully, one way or another, from its confinement- ...
I bought a dishmop- having no daughter- for they had twisted fine ribbons of shining copper about white twine and ...
Of asphodel, that greeny flower, like a buttercup upon its branching stem- save that it's green and wooden- I come, ...
Tracks of rain and light linger in the spongy greens of a nature whose flickering mountain-bulging nearer, ebbing back into ...
Men with picked voices chant the names of cities in a huge gallery: promises that pull through descending stairways to ...
Light hearted William twirled his November moustaches and, half dressed, looked from the bedroom window upon the spring weather. Heigh-ya! ...
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