"The Term"
A rumpled sheet
of brown paper
about the length
and apparent bulk
of a man was
rolling with the
wind slowly over
and over in
the street as
a car drove down
upon it and
crushed it to
the ground. Unlike
a man it rose
again rolling
with the wind over
and over to be as
it was before.
-William Carlos Wiliams-
i'm not gonna lie-- i really and truly dislike reading most of WCW's works. they bug me to no end. it's not the content, it's the form. i swear to goodness, why the short listing? stop it already. it's old and irksome.
this poem, however, employs imagery in a way that makes my insides tingle. but only when i read it without stopping, as if it were prose. geeeeeeeeez.
of brown paper
about the length
and apparent bulk
of a man was
rolling with the
wind slowly over
and over in
the street as
a car drove down
upon it and
crushed it to
the ground. Unlike
a man it rose
again rolling
with the wind over
and over to be as
it was before.
-William Carlos Wiliams-
i'm not gonna lie-- i really and truly dislike reading most of WCW's works. they bug me to no end. it's not the content, it's the form. i swear to goodness, why the short listing? stop it already. it's old and irksome.
this poem, however, employs imagery in a way that makes my insides tingle. but only when i read it without stopping, as if it were prose. geeeeeeeeez.