Between Walls

William Carlos Williams


the back wings
of the

hospital where
nothing

will grow lie
cinders

in which shine
the broken

pieces of a green
bottle

Poem (As the cat)

William Carlos Williams


As the cat
climbed over
the top of

the jam closet
first the right
forefoot

carefully
then the hind
stepped down
into the pit of
the empty
flowerpot

The Red Wheelbarrow

William Carlos Williams


so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.