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Shoes twisted into incredible lilies.
William Carlos Williams
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William Carlos Williams
Age: 79 †
Born: 1883
Born: September 17
Died: 1963
Died: March 4
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Remorse is a virtue in that it is a stirrer up of the emotions but it is a folly to accept it is a criticism of conduct.
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It is difficult to get the news from poetry, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there.
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What love is I don't know if it's not the response of our deepest natures to one another.
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The weight of love Has buoyed me up Till my head Knocks against the sky.
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Unless there is a new mind there cannot be a new line, the old will go on repeating itself with recurring deadliness
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By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast - a cold wind.
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I thought my friends were damn fools, because they didn't know any better way of conducting their lives. Still they conformed better than I to a code. I wanted to conform but I couldn't so I wrote my poetry.
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You lethargic, waiting upon me, waiting for the fire and I attendant upon you, shaken by your beauty Shaken by your beauty Shaken.
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I think of the poetry of René Char and all he must have seen and suffered that has brought him to speak only of sedgy rivers, of daffodils and tulips whose roots they water, even to the free-flowing river that laves the rootlets of those sweet-scented flowers that people the milky way
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What power has love but forgiveness? In other words by its intervention what has been done can be undone. What good is it otherwise?
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beauty’ is related not to ‘loveliness’ but to a state in which reality plays a part.
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Time is a storm in which we are all lost.
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By listening to his language of his locality the poet begins to learn his craft. It is his function to lift, by use of imagination and the language he hears, the material conditions and appearances of his environment to the sphere of the intelligence where they will have new currency.
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Minds like beds always made up (more stony than a shore) unwilling or unable.
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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
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To refine, to clarify, to intensify that eternal moment in which we alone live there is but a single force the imagination.
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The descent beckons as the ascent beckoned
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For the beginning is assuredly the end- since we know nothing, pure and simple, beyond our own complexities.
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History, history! We fools, what do we know or care.
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Poetry demands a different material than prose. It uses another facet of the same fact... the spontaneous conformation of language as it is heard.
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