William Carlos Williams (17 September 1883 – 4 March 1963 / New Jersey)
Poems by William Carlos Williams : 11 / 114
Arrival
And yet one arrives somehow,
finds himself loosening the hooks of
her dress
in a strange bedroom--
feels the autumn
dropping its silk and linen leaves
about her ankles.
The tawdry veined body emerges
twisted upon itself
like a winter wind . . . !
William Carlos Williams
Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
Read poems about / on: autumn, winter, wind
Poems by William Carlos Williams : 11 / 114
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placidly move by the lines and point wanting.....Excellent....
Imagery graphic enough to make me wretch.
this is so phallic- i love/hate it.