William Carlos Williams (Уильям Карлос Уильямс)

Summer Song

Wanderer moon
smiling a
faintly ironical smile
at this
brilliant, dew-moistened
summer morning,—
a detached
sleepily indifferent
smile, a
wanderer’s smile,—
if I should
buy a shirt
your color and
put on a necktie
sky-blue
where would they carry me?

1. Portent
2. Crude Lament
3. Thursday
4. A Portrait in Greys
5. Blizzard

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