William Carlos Williams Quotes

This was I, a sparrow. I did my best; farewell.
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. The Sparrow (l. 136-139). . . The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams; Vol. 2, 1909-1939. A. Walton Litz and Christopher MacGowan, eds. (1986) New Directions.
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Thirty-five years I lived with my husband. The plumtree is white today with masses of flowers.
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. The Widow's Lament in Springtime (l. 7-10). . . The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams; Vol. 1, 1909-1939. A. Walton Litz and Christopher MacGowan, eds. (1986) New Directions.
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they appear youthful, rare as the light of a happy eye, live with the grace of all that in the mind is fleckless, free and naturally to be desired.
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. The Yachts (l. 15-18). . . The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams; Vol. 1, 1909-1939. A. Walton Litz and Christopher MacGowan, eds. (1986) New Directions.
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the whole sea become an entanglement of watery bodies lost to the world bearing what they cannot hold. Broken, beaten, desolate, reaching from the dead to be taken up they cry out, failing, failing! their cries rising in waves still as the skillful yachts pass over.
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. The Yachts (l. 29-33). . . The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams; Vol. 1, 1909-1939. A. Walton Litz and Christopher MacGowan, eds. (1986) New Directions.
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I compare her to a fallen leaf. The noiseless wheels of my car rush with a crackling sound over dried leaves as I bow and pass smiling.
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. The Young Housewife (l. 8-11). . . The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams; Vol. 1, 1909-1939. A. Walton Litz and Christopher MacGowan, eds. (1986) New Directions.
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Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold.
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. This Is Just to Say (l. 9-12). . . The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams; Vol. 1, 1909-1939. A. Walton Litz and Christopher MacGowan, eds. (1986) New Directions.
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Comforted a solace of ripe plums seeming to fill the air They taste good to her
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. To a Poor Old Woman (l. 12-15). . . The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams; Vol. 1, 1909-1939. A. Walton Litz and Christopher MacGowan, eds. (1986) New Directions.
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The pure products of America go crazy—mountain folk from Kentucky or the ribbed north end of Jersey with its isolate lakes and valleys, its deaf-mutes, thieves.
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. "To Elsie," Spring and All (1923).
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Old age is a flight of small cheeping birds skimming bare trees above a snow glaze.
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. To Waken an Old Lady (l. 1-6). . . The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams; Vol. 1, 1909-1939. A. Walton Litz and Christopher MacGowan, eds. (1986) New Directions.
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I begin with a design for a hearse. For Christ's sake not black— nor white either—and not polished! Let it be weathered—like a farm wagon—
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963), U.S. poet. Tract (l. 8-11). . . The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams; Vol. 1, 1909-1939. A. Walton Litz and Christopher MacGowan, eds. (1986) New Directions.
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