William Carlos Williams

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

The Lonely Street - Poem by William Carlos Williams

School is over. It is too hot
to walk at ease. At ease
in light frocks they walk the streets
to while the time away.
They have grown tall. They hold
pink flames in their right hands.
In white from head to foot,
with sidelong, idle look--
in yellow, floating stuff,
black sash and stockings--
touching their avid mouths
with pink sugar on a stick--
like a carnation each holds in her hand--
they mount the lonely street.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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