Treasure Island

William Carlos Williams

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

Love Song


I lie here thinking of you:---

the stain of love
is upon the world!
Yellow, yellow, yellow
it eats into the leaves,
smears with saffron
the horned branched the lean
heavily
against a smooth purple sky!
There is no light
only a honey-thick stain
that drips from leaf to leaf
and limb to limb
spoiling the colors
of the whole world-

you far off there under
the wine-red selvage of the west!

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Melikhaya Zagagana (4/19/2014 11:17:00 AM)

    Your Majesty Sir Carlos i am loud and proud, i give you this and that and here is another respect and see and see i gave you all i had. i love this poem and his composure makes me rapture endlessly with smiles. (Report) Reply

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