William Carlos Williams Poems

Why do I write today?

The beauty of
the terrible faces
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Again I reply to the triple winds
running chromatic fifths of derision
outside my window:
Play louder.
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Flowers through the window
lavender and yellow

changed by white curtains –
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I've fond anticipation of a day
O'erfilled with pure diversion presently,
For I must read a lady poesy
The while we glide by many a leafy bay,
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I will teach you my townspeople
how to perform a funeral
for you have it over a troop
of artists-
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Yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow!
It is not a color.
It is summer!
It is the wind on a willow,
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The over-all picture is winter
icy mountains
in the background the return
from the hunt it is toward evening
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A rumpled sheet
Of brown paper
About the length
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I

I have discovered that most of
the beauties of travel are due to
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The sky has given over
its bitterness.
Out of the dark change
all day long
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