And yet one arrives somehow,
finds himself loosening the hooks of
her dress
in a strange bedroom--
feels the autumn
dropping its silk and linen leaves
about her ankles.
The tawdry veined body emerges
twisted upon itself
like a winter wind . . . !

by William Carlos Williams

Comments (4)

i had written a similar verse few years ago.. you refreshed that memory... thanks..
Even evil keeps virtue....look..
Yes! Loneliness can be good! A wonderful poem.I loved it!
You can be your thoughtful companion...Loneliness is a great chance. Lovely, what a wise saying. Thanks for sharing.