Author: William Carlos Williams

The little sparrows Hop ingenuously About the pavement Quarreling With sharp voices Over those things That interest them. But we […]

If when my wife is sleeping And the baby and Kathleen Are sleeping And the sun is a flame-white disc […]

A rumpled sheet Of brown paper About the length And apparent bulk Of a man was Rolling with the Wind […]

Among the rain And lights I saw the figure 5 In gold On a red Firetruck Moving Tense Unheeded To […]

This, with a face Like a mashed blood orange That suddenly Would get eyes And look up and scream War! […]

The half-stripped trees Struck by a wind together, Bending all, The leaves flutter drily And refuse to let go Or […]

Oh, black Persian cat! Was not your life Already cursed with offspring? We took you for rest to that old […]

I lie here thinking of you:- The stain of love Is upon the world! Yellow, yellow, yellow It eats into […]

Here it is spring again And I still a young man! I am late at my singing. The sparrow with […]

A day on the boulevards chosen out of ten years of Student poverty! One best day out of ten good […]