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virtue of the law – | virtue of the law – | ||
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to the north past a house – | |||
a woman in blue | a woman in blue | ||
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The supreme importance | |||
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Latest revision as of 15:47, 2 October 2024
Author | Williams, William Carlos |
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Genre | Poetry |
Journal or Book | Spring and All |
Publisher | - |
Year of Publication | 1923 |
Pages | - |
Additional information | - |
In passing with my mind
on nothing in the world
virtue of the law –
I saw
an elderly man who
smiled and looked away
to the north past a house –
a woman in blue
who was laughing and
leaning forward to look up
into the man’s half
averted face
and a boy of eight who was
looking at the middle of
the man’s belly
at a watchchain –
The supreme importance
of this nameless spectacle
sped me by them
without a word –
Why bother where I went?
for I went spinning on the
four wheels of my car
along the wet road until
I saw a girl with one leg
over the rail of a balcony