William Carlos Williams (Уильям Карлос Уильямс)

The Desolate Field

Vast and grey, the sky
is a simulacrum
to all but him whose days
are vast and grey, and--
In the tall, dried grasses
a goat stirs
with nozzle searching the ground.
--my head is in the air
but who am I...?
And amazed my heart leaps
at the thought of love
vast and grey
yearning silently over me.

1. Approach of Winter
2. Romance Moderne
3. Willow Poem
4. January
5. Overture to a Dance of Locomotives

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