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William Carlos Williams

(17 September 1883 – 4 March 1963 / New Jersey)

Landscape With The Fall Of Icarus


According to Brueghel
when Icarus fell
it was spring

a farmer was ploughing
his field
the whole pageantry

of the year was
awake tingling
near

the edge of the sea
concerned
with itself

sweating in the sun
that melted
the wings' wax

unsignificantly
off the coast
there was

a splash quite unnoticed
this was
Icarus drowning

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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  • Ron Ellis (6/8/2007 9:01:00 AM)

    Quite Briiliant!

    It pays to have a copy of the Painting to hand!

    Much enjoyed (Report) Reply

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