Snow falls:
years of anger following
hours that float idly down --
the blizzard
drifts its weight
deeper and deeper for three days
or sixty years, eh? Then
the sun! a clutter of
yellow and blue flakes --
Hairy looking trees stand out
in long alleys
over a wild solitude.
The man turns and there --
his solitary track stretched out
upon the world.
the blizzard...Hairy looking trees stand out in long alleys/// beautiful poem on winter snowstorm
an interesting melding of a blizzard with a life. the last image, in the last three lines, leaves a resonant image. -gk
Deeper and deeper! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
The man turns and there - his solitary track stretched out upon the world. Nice poem
Such a magnificent poem by William Carlos Williams....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like the tone of this piece- -he has such a mastery of words.