William Carlos Williams Quotes:
Ocupation: Poet
Life: September 17, 1883 - March 4, 1963
Birthday: September 17
Death: March 4
There is no thing that with a twist of the imagination cannot be something else. Porpoises risen in a green sea, the wind at nightfall bending the rose- red grasses and you- in your apron hurrying to catch- say it seems to you to be your son. How ridiculous! You will pass up into a cloud and look back at me, not count the scribbling foolish that put wings at your heels, at your knees.
source: William Carlos Williams, “Kora In Hell: Improvisations XXVII”
topic: Son, Clouds, Wind, Aprons, Nightfall, Porpoises
