Treasure Island

William Carlos Williams

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

The Thinker


My wife's new pink slippers
have gay pompons.
There is not a spot or a stain
on their satin toes or their sides.
All night they lie together
under her bed's edge.
Shivering I catch sight of them
and smile, in the morning.
Later I watch them
descending the stair,
hurrying through the doors
and round the table,
moving stiffly
with a shake of their gay pompons!
And I talk to them
in my secret mind
out of pure happiness.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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