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 ...
You sullen pig of a manyou force me into the mudwith your stinking ash-cart!Brother!--if we were richwe'd stick our chests ...
Your thighs are appletrees whose blossoms touch the sky. Which sky? The sky where Watteau hung a lady's slipper. Your ...
A rumpled sheet Of brown paper About the length And apparent bulk Of a man was Rolling with the Wind ...
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 ...
You know there is not much that I desire, a few chrysanthemums half lying on the grass, yellow and brown ...
Snow falls: years of anger following hours that float idly down- the blizzard drifts its weight deeper and deeper for ...
Men with picked voices chant the names of cities in a huge gallery: promises that pull through descending stairways to ...
Here it is spring again and I still a young man! I am late at my singing. The sparrow with ...
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