William Carlos Williams

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

William Carlos Williams Poems

81. The Birds 1/3/2003
82. The Cold Night 1/3/2003
83. The Corn Harvest 3/31/2010
84. The Crowd At The Ball Game 3/31/2010
85. The Dance 1/3/2003
86. The Dark Day 1/3/2003
87. The Desolate Field 1/3/2003
88. The Disputants 1/3/2003
89. The Friend Who Just Stands 12/8/2014
90. The Gentle Man 1/3/2003
91. The Great Figure 1/3/2003
92. The Horse Show 3/31/2010
93. The Hunter 1/3/2003
94. The Hunter In The Snow 3/31/2010
95. The Last Words Of My English Grandmother 1/20/2003
96. The Late Singer 1/3/2003
97. The Lonely Street 1/3/2003
98. The Mind’s Games 3/31/2010
99. The Nightingales 1/3/2003
100. The Parable Of The Blind 3/31/2010
101. The Poem 4/14/2015
102. The Poor 1/3/2003
103. The Red Wheelbarrow 1/3/2003
104. The Shadow 3/31/2010
105. The Spouts 1/3/2003
106. The Spring Storm 1/3/2003
107. The Term 1/13/2003
108. The Thing 1/13/2003
109. The Thinker 1/3/2003
110. The Tulip Bed 1/3/2003
111. The Turtle -new- 6/23/2015
112. The Uses Of Poetry 1/3/2003
113. The Wedding Dance In The Open Air 3/31/2010
114. The Widow's Lament In Springtime 1/3/2003
115. The Yachts 2/9/2015
116. The Young Housewife 1/3/2003
117. These 8/12/2003
118. This Is Just To Say 1/3/2003
119. Thursday 1/3/2003
120. To A Friend 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

Nantucket

Flowers through the window
lavender and yellow

changed by white curtains –
Smell of cleanliness –

Sunshine of late afternoon –
On the glass tray

a glass pitcher, the tumbler
turned down, by which

a key is lying – And the
immaculate white bed

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