William Carlos Williams

William Carlos Williams

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Friday, January 3, 2003

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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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William Carlos Williams
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Eren Karadas 08 August 2016

deneme deneme deneme deneme

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Ray Burleigh 23 April 2016

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

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Jasbir Chatterjee 28 March 2016

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.

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Susan Williams 27 March 2016

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?

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Joseph Ojogba Daniel 27 March 2016

Sometimes in loneliness we find who we are. Thanks for shearing.

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Barry Middleton 27 March 2016

I would say The Red Wheelbarrow is better.

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Edward Kofi Louis 27 March 2016

Of my household. Thanks for sharing.

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Rajnish Manga 27 March 2016

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.

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Keen Butterworth 30 January 2016

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

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Keen Butterworth 30 January 2016

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

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Anitah Muwanguzi 21 December 2015

hahahhahah. This poem is very interesting and vivid. Can't stop laughing.

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* Sunprincess * 31 August 2015

...........nice write...keep penning ★

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* Sunprincess * 31 August 2015

...........nice write...keep penning ★

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Robert Rorabeck 15 April 2008

this is probably my favorite of his poems....

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