William Williams
William Williams
either ourselves
But we who are wisershut ourselves inon either handand no one knowswhether we think goodor evil.
pass solitary ten walls
At ten a.m. the young housewifemoves about in negligee behindthe wooden walls of her husband's house.I pass solitary in my car.
drink joy last
There is somethingsomething urgentI have to say to youand you alonebut it must waitwhile I drink inthe joy of your approach,perhaps for the last time.
alone drink joy last perhaps urgent wait
There is something something urgent I have to say to you and you alone but it must wait while I drink in the joy of your approach, perhaps for the last time.
plain walk
When I was youngerit was plain to meI must make something of myself.Older nowI walk back streetsadmiring the housesof the very poor. . . .
admiring houses older plain streets walk younger
When I was younger it was plain to me I must make something of myself. Older now I walk back streets admiring the houses of the very poor. . . .
beds minds
Minds like beds always made up,(more stony than a shore)unwilling or unable.
completed imagination life valuable
Life is valuable -- when completed by the imagination. And then only.
fire love
Love you? It'sa fire in the blood, willy-nilly!
eyes poets
Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of the angels.
surface youth
My surface is myself.Under whichto witness, youth isburied. Roots?Everybody has roots.
everybody surface youth
My surface is myself. Under which to witness, youth is buried. Roots? Everybody has roots.
dating night room
Night is a room darkened for lovers. . . .
bewildered
O Marvelous! what new configuration will come next? I am bewildered with multiplicity.