William Carlos Williams

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

The Desolate Field - Poem by William Carlos Williams

Vast and grey, the sky
is a simulacrum
to all but him whose days
are vast and grey and --
In the tall, dried grasses
a goat stirs
with nozzle searching the ground.
My head is in the air
but who am I . . . ?
-- and my heart stops amazed
at the thought of love
vast and grey
yearning silently over me.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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