Monday, May 15, 2006

poem of the day

The Red Wheelbarrow
by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.

1 Comments:

Anonymous michele said...

I love this poem. I remember reading it in elementary school and GETTING for the first time the difference between poetry and other language. It's just so perfect, isn't it?

I feel like I'm always searching for something that has the perfection of that wheel barrow in my life.

6:52 PM  

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