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HBD William Carlos Williams
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| Posted On: 09/17/2010 12:54PM |
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Posting for peen. |
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| Posted On: 09/17/2010 2:01PM |
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munching a plum on the street a paper bag of them in her hand
They taste good to her They taste good to her. They taste good to her
You can see it by the way she gives herself to the one half sucked out in her hand
Comforted a solace of ripe plums seeming to fill the air They taste good to her
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| Posted On: 09/17/2010 5:15PM |
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hbd |
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| Posted On: 09/17/2010 5:48PM |
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Poem
As the cat climbed over the empty jam closet
first the right forefoot carefully then the hind
stepped into the pit of the empty flowerpot.
-William Carlos Williams |
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| Posted On: 09/17/2010 6:56PM |
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Happy Birthday? |
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| Posted On: 09/17/2010 6:56PM |
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sdgrbbum09 Posted:
It’s nice. It has a very nice flow to it. Think about how he repeats “They taste good to her”, using the lines to emphasize a different piece of that sentence each time he states it. |
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| Posted On: 09/17/2010 8:19PM |
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Danse Russe
IF when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flame-white disc in silken mists above shining trees,— if I in my north room dance naked, grotesquely before my mirror waving my shirt round my head and singing softly to myself: “I am lonely, lonely. I was born to be lonely, I am best so!” If I admire my arms, my face, my shoulders, flanks, bumocks against the yellow drawn shades,—
Who shall say I am not the happy genius of my household? Fie edited this message on 09/17/2010 10:19PM |
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| Posted On: 09/17/2010 10:19PM |
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