William Carlos Williams

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

William Carlos Williams Poems

81. The Corn Harvest 3/31/2010
82. The Crowd At The Ball Game 3/31/2010
83. The Dance 1/3/2003
84. The Dark Day 1/3/2003
85. The Desolate Field 1/3/2003
86. The Disputants 1/3/2003
87. The Friend Who Just Stands 12/8/2014
88. The Gentle Man 1/3/2003
89. The Great Figure 1/3/2003
90. The Horse Show 3/31/2010
91. The Hunter 1/3/2003
92. The Hunter In The Snow 3/31/2010
93. The Last Words Of My English Grandmother 1/20/2003
94. The Late Singer 1/3/2003
95. The Lonely Street 1/3/2003
96. The Mind’s Games 3/31/2010
97. The Nightingales 1/3/2003
98. The Parable Of The Blind 3/31/2010
99. The Poem 4/14/2015
100. The Poor 1/3/2003
101. The Red Wheelbarrow 1/3/2003
102. The Shadow 3/31/2010
103. The Spouts 1/3/2003
104. The Spring Storm 1/3/2003
105. The Term 1/13/2003
106. The Thing 1/13/2003
107. The Thinker 1/3/2003
108. The Tulip Bed 1/3/2003
109. The Uses Of Poetry 1/3/2003
110. The Wedding Dance In The Open Air 3/31/2010
111. The Widow's Lament In Springtime 1/3/2003
112. The Yachts 2/9/2015
113. The Young Housewife 1/3/2003
114. These 8/12/2003
115. This Is Just To Say 1/3/2003
116. Thursday 1/3/2003
117. To A Friend 1/3/2003
118. To A Friend Concerning Several Ladies 1/3/2003
119. To A Poor Old Woman 1/13/2003
120. To Elsie 1/3/2003
Best Poem of William Carlos Williams

The Red Wheelbarrow

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.

Read the full of The Red Wheelbarrow

AprÈS Le Bain

I gotta
buy me a new
girdle.
(I'll buy
you one) O.K.
(I wish

you'd wig-
gle that way
for me,

I'd be
a happy man)
I GOTTA

wig-
gle for this.
(You pig)

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