Personal anthology: William Carlos Williams

I’m unplugging for the next few days. I’ll be back when life settles down a bit. In the meantime, here’s a favorite semi-obscure William Carlos Williams poem:

The Attic Which Is Desire

the unused tent
of

bare beams
beyond which

directly wait
the night

and day—
Here

from the street
by

*  *  *
*  S  *
*  O  *
*  D  *
*  A *
*  *  *

ringed with
running lights

the darkened
pane

exactly
down the center

is
transfixed

— William Carlos Williams, from Selected Poems, ed. Charles Tomlinson (New Directions, 1985)

One Response to “Personal anthology: William Carlos Williams”

  1. Jane Dark says:

    Oooh, I don’t know that one. Thank you.
    Hope that things settle down for you soon. I still have my fingers crossed over that interview…