Monday, September 13, 2010

William Carlos Williams


Flowers through the window
lavender and yellow

changed by white curtains—
Smell of cleanliness—

Sunshine of late afternoon—
On the glass tray

a glass pitcher, the tumbler
turned down, by which

a key is lying— And the
immaculate white bed

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi Murph,

Have you been to Nantucket. I used to go there each year and stay in a sweet cottage close to's as beautiful as ever, but has become a place for the super wealthy...