If I when my wife is sleeping
and the baby and Kathleen
are sleeping
and the sun is a flame-white disc
...
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This poem shocked me into drunken laughter when I first read it...and I had no drink...but it awoke my need to find a voice that was both honest and simple...bless you WCW...you are a saint for us all to revere
nice poem! It's a good thing that the author finds peace in his own company in his own house, instead of seeking it in the arms of another woman.
Could this poem fall under the category TMI? Even if it does, I was laughing go hard because don't we all do the I am so great dance when we are all alone?
Sometimes in loneliness we find who we are. Thanks for shearing.
The poem brings forth a paradox of life. The poet lives with his family. No word spared for his lovely wife or small children. He is happy to express his self-centered motives.
This is one of the great short poems of the language. Every detail is significant. It is about the plight of every artist: isolation, loneliness, narcissism. And the artist's transcendence through transformation and transfiguration. The artist is awake: everyone else is asleep. Keen Butterworth
This is one of the great poems of our language: every detail is significant. It is about the plight of every artist (isolation- loneliness) but also about the artist's transcendence and transformation of that loneliness. He is awake- everyone else is asleep. Keen Butterworth
hahahhahah. This poem is very interesting and vivid. Can't stop laughing.
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