This is a small poetry club that started as a poetry email exchange between two friends. Our goal is to read a poem everyday, and this blog is one way to help keep us accountable. There is only one valid rule in poetry club: there are no rules in poetry club. Read any poem, in any order, with any or no interactions. You decide. We only suggest you read poetry!
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25 Feb: "The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams
I'm see blood and witnesses. I've been on a civil rights kick. We watched Selma, All the Way, 13, and I started reading March by John Lewis. The white chickens make me think of all the witnesses to acts of violence and cruelty that disagreed but stood by for whatever reasons.
Williams uses such simple imagery to say so much. The plums in the last poem and the wheelbarrow here. We tend to make everything so complicated. His writing reminds us of the little beautiful things all around us.
This is my favorite poem. <3 It's the poem that introduced me to William Carlos Williams and his words of imagery.
ReplyDeleteI'm see blood and witnesses. I've been on a civil rights kick. We watched Selma, All the Way, 13, and I started reading March by John Lewis. The white chickens make me think of all the witnesses to acts of violence and cruelty that disagreed but stood by for whatever reasons.
ReplyDeleteOr maybe it is just about doing work on a farm.
Williams uses such simple imagery to say so much. The plums in the last poem and the wheelbarrow here. We tend to make everything so complicated. His writing reminds us of the little beautiful things all around us.
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