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Empty pockets make empty heads.
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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If it ain't a pleasure, it ain't a poem.
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Divorce is the sign of knowledge in our time.
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But all art is sensual and poetry particularly so. It is directly, that is, of the senses, and since the senses do not exist without an object for their employment all art is necessarily objective. It doesn't declaim or explain, it presents.
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But time in only another liar, so go along the wall a little further: if blackberries prove bitter there'll be mushrooms, fairy-ring mushrooms in the grass, sweetest of all fungi.
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So different, this man And this woman: A stream flowing In a field.
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all to no end save beauty the eternal-- So in detail they, the crowd, are beautiful
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Love is unworldly and nothing comes of it but love.
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There is nothing beginning nor end to the imagination but it delights in its own seasons reversing the usual order at will.
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Imagination though it cannot wipe out the sting of remorse can instruct the mind in its proper uses.
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Prose may carry a load of ill-defined matters like a ship. But poetry is the machine which drives it, pruned to a perfect economy.
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Old age is a flight of small cheeping birds skimming bare trees above a snow glaze. Gaining and failing they are buffeted by a dark wind - But what? On harsh weedstalks the flock has rested - the snow is covered with broken seed husks and the wind tempered with a shrill piping of plenty.
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Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of angels.
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I think these days when there is so little to believe in——when the old loyalties——God, country, and the hope of Heaven——aren't very real, we are more dependent than we should be on our friends. The only thing left to believe in——someone who seems beautiful.
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The poem springs from the half spoken words of the patient.... When asked, how I have for so many years continued an equal interest in medicine and the poem, I reply that they amount for me to nearly the same thing.
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In summer, the song sings itself.
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[History is] a tyranny over the souls of the dead - and so the imagination of the living.
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Death will be too late to bring us aid.
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I tried to put a bird in a cage. O fool that I am! For the bird was Truth. Sing merrily, Truth: I tried to put Truth in a cage!
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Among of green stiff old bright broken branch come white sweet May again
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The weight of love Has buoyed me up Till my head Knocks against the sky.
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