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| 1181. | Après le Bain by William Carlos Williams | | I gotta
buy me a new
girdle.
(I'll buy
you one) O.K.
(I wish
you'd wig-
gle that way
for me,
I'd be
a happy man)
I GOTTA
wig-
gle f... |
| 1182. | Complete Destruction by William Carlos Williams | | It was an icy day.
We buried the cat,
then took her box
and set fire to it
in the back yard.
Those fleas that escaped
earth and fire
died by th... |
| 1183. | The Uses Of Poetry by William Carlos Williams | | 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,
H... |
| 1184. | Approach Of Winter by William Carlos Williams | | The half-stripped trees
struck by a wind together,
bending all,
the leaves flutter drily
and refuse to let go
or driven like hail
stream b... |
| 1185. | The Disputants by William Carlos Williams | | Upon the table in their bowl
in violent disarray
of yellow sprays, green spikes
of leaves, red pointed petals
and curled heads of blue
and w... |
| 1187. | Cold Poem by Mary Oliver | | Cold now.
Close to the edge. Almost
unbearable. Clouds
bunch up and boil down
from the north of the white bear.
This tree-splitting morning
I dr... |
| 1189. | Morning Poem by Mary Oliver | | Every morning
the world
is created.
Under the orange
sticks of the sun
the heaped
ashes of the night
turn into leaves again
and fasten th... |
| 1190. | At Blackwater Pond by Mary Oliver | | At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, lea... |
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