June 21, 2014
"In summer, the song sings itself."

—   William Carlos Williams

October 13, 2013
"I think all writing is a disease. You can’t stop it."

—  William Carlos Williams

September 17, 2013
"It is difficult to get the news from poems, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there."

—   William Carlos Williams

September 17, 2013
"Hold back the edges of your gown, Ladies, we are going through hell."

—   William Carlos Williams

September 17, 2013
"If they give you lined paper, write the other way."

—   William Carlos Williams

September 17, 2013

It’s a strange courage

you give me ancient star:

Shine alone in the sunrise

toward which you lend no part!

September 17, 1883: the birthday of modernist poet William Carlos Williams who spent his life as a doctor as well as a poet. Williams was born in New Jersey, 130 years ago today.

March 19, 2012
William Carlos Williams

New Jersey doctor and poet William Carlos Williams was born the first of two sons of an English father and a Puerto Rican mother of French, Dutch, Spanish, and Jewish ancestry.

Williams grew up in Rutherford, where he spent many years of his life as an adult caring for his patients.

I just discovered that his father’s mother was coincidentally named Emily Dickinson.

March 1, 2012
This is just to say…

Dear Optimist and Pessimist,

While you were arguing
about the water in the glass,
I drank it.
Forgive me.
It was delicious,
so sweet
and so cold.


October 4, 2011

Whether the rain comes down
or there be sunny days
the sleets of January or the haze
of autumn afternoons, when
we dream of our youth our gaze
grows mellow, wise man or fool,
we were young, the future
beckoned us…

from “Reverie and Invocation” by by William Carlos Williams

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