William Carlos Williams - Queen Anne's Lace

William Carlos Williams - Queen Anne's Lace

Her body is not so white as br anemone petals nor so smooth--nor br so remote a thing. It is a field br of the wild carrot taking br thefield by force; the grass br does not raise above it. br Here is no question of whiteness, br white as can be, with a purple mole br at the center of each flower. br Each flower is a hand's span br of her whiteness. Wherever br his hand has lain there is br a tiny purple blossom under his touch br to which the fibres of her being br stem one by one, each to its end, br until the whole field is a br white desire, empty, a single stem, br a cluster, flower by flower, br a pious wish to whiteness gone over-- br or nothing.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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