William Carlos Williams

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

William Carlos Williams Poems

121. To Waken An Old Lady 1/3/2003
122. Tract 1/3/2003
123. Transitional 3/31/2010
124. Waiting 1/3/2003
125. Willow Poem 1/3/2003
126. Winter Trees 1/3/2003
127. Young Sycamore 3/31/2010
128. Young Woman At A Window 3/31/2010
129. Youth And Beauty 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.

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The Poem

It's all in
the sound. A song.
Seldom a song. It should

be a song—made of
particulars, wasps,
a gentian—something
immediate, open

scissors, a lady's
eyes—waking
centrifugal, centripetal.

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