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 ...
IThis is a schoolyardcrowdedwith childrenof all ages near a villageon a small streammeandering bywhere some boysare swimmingbare-assor climbing a tree ...
The whole process is a lie, unless, crowned by excess, It break forcefully, one way or another, from its confinement- ...
If when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flame-white disc ...
There were some dirty plates and a glass of milk beside her on a small table near the rank, disheveled ...
Of asphodel, that greeny flower, like a buttercup upon its branching stem- save that it's green and wooden- I come, ...
A middle-northern March, now as always- gusts from the South broken against cold winds- but from under, as if a ...
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 ...
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