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William Carlos Williams
Age: 79 †
Born: 1883
Born: September 17
Died: 1963
Died: March 4
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Why do I write today? The beauty of the terrible faces of our nonentities stirs me to it: colored women day workers- old and experienced- returning home at dusk, in cast off clothing faces like old Florentine oak.
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That which is possible is inevitable.
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My surface is myself. Under which to witness, youth is buried. Roots? Everybody has roots.
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It's a strange courage you give me ancient star: Shine alone in the sunrise toward which you lend no part!
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A profusion of pink roses being ragged in the rain speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring.
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Hell take curtains! Go with some show of inconvenience sit openly - to the weather as to grief. Or do you think you can shut your grief in?
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