...it's not dark yet, but it's gettin' there...

November 09, 2005

Wednesday Is Poetry Day: Williams

Again, from Willliam Carlos Williams:

To A Solitary Disciple

Rather notice, mon cher,
that the moon is
tilted above
the point of the steeple
than that its color
is shell-pink.

Rather observe
that it is early morning
than that the sky
is smooth
as a turquoise.

Rather grasp
how the dark
converging lines
of the steeple
meet at a pinnacle—
perceive how
its little ornament
tries to stop them—

See how it fails!
See how the converging lines
of the hexagonal spire
escape upward—
receding, dividing!
that guard and contain
the flower!

how motionless
the eaten moon
lies in the protecting lines.

It is true:
in the light colors
of the morning
brown-stone and slate
shine orange and dark blue

But observe
the oppressive weight
of the squat edifice!
the jasmine lightness
of the moon.

What do i see in this poem.


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Rubric: Poetry


Poems about mornings are invariably comforting, aren't they?

Posted by: Hugo on Nov. 9, 2005

I don't like this poem or anything by WCW. Over Rated. Still glad for poetry wednesdays though.

Posted by: Scof on Nov. 9, 2005

Me, too. Poetry is good for the soul, especially in the morning.

But, was it Moliere that said "Never make love in the morning, you never know who you are going to meet during the day"?

Tell me why I can post to this thought and not another?

Anybody else getting the mu.nu closeouts? Trying to decide if it my computer or mu.nu.

I suspect the latter, as it happens to me no matter which of my computers I use.

Posted by: shelly on Nov. 10, 2005