Commonplace, W. C. Williams
Good Christ what is
a poet -- if any
exists?
a man
whose words will
bite
their way
home -- being actual
having the form
of motion
-- William Carlos Williams, "The Wind Increases" [my apologies that I cannot seem to duplicate the irregular indentations of this passage's proper formatting -- not for lack of trying]
a poet -- if any
exists?
a man
whose words will
bite
their way
home -- being actual
having the form
of motion
-- William Carlos Williams, "The Wind Increases" [my apologies that I cannot seem to duplicate the irregular indentations of this passage's proper formatting -- not for lack of trying]
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