so much depends
upon
a white frozen
pond
near the dark
mountain
beneath the blue
winter
sky
xx
Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
You need a red wheelbarrow and a white chicken, too!
ReplyDeleteSo much...so much depends upon...moments to witness so sights like this. spectacular. Xoxo
ReplyDeleteLove your take on this poem.
ReplyDeleteWhen clouds are like an echo of the pond, when shadows remind of the black mountain, only blue remains,as ultimate skyline..
ReplyDeleteMalyss -- !! So beautifully said - a poem in response to a poem. xx
Deletesomewhere wcw is smiling.
ReplyDeleteCoincidentally, I just started reading Love That Dog and WC Williams bio A River of Words to my 5th graders today! I'll have to show them this post.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fabulous WCW imitation! I wrote one way back in college, and your words make me want to find it in the files.
ReplyDeleteBetter yet, write a new one(s)! xx
DeleteLove That Post! Love that photo! Love that part of the world! Love the words you say! :o) ~Rita
ReplyDeleteFifth graders are reading this with me. Do you think it counts as enjambment when the entire poem is one thought?
ReplyDeleteThis poem uses enjambment, yes, in the way that each line continues into the next. (It could be one thought or many.)
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