- The weight of love
- Has buoyed me up
- Till my head
- Knocks against the sky.
WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS, O Magazine, Feb. 2007
- Your hair is my Carthage
- And my arms the bow,
- And our words arrows
- To shoot the stars
- Who from that misty sea
- Swarm to destroy us.
WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS, Postlude
- I tried to put a bird in a cage.
- O fool that I am!
- For the bird was Truth.
- Sing merrily, Truth: I tried to put
- Truth in a cage!
WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS, The Fool's Song
Innocence can never perish;
Blooms as fair in looks that cherish
Dim remembrance of the days
When life was young, as in the gaze
Of youth himself all rosy-clad,
Whom but to see is to be glad.
WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS, "Innocence"
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