upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens.
- To refine, to clarify, to intensify that eternal moment in which we alone live there is but a single force, the imagination.
- Mothlike in mists, scintillant in the minute brilliance of cloudless days, with broad bellying sails they glide to the wind tossing green water from their sharp prows while over them the crew crawls.
-It is at the edge of a petal that love waits.
-It is not what you say that matters but the manner in which you say it; there lies the secret of the ages.
Quotes by William Carlos Williams
