I have read WCW’s poetry before, but I rediscovered it in the process of good ‘ol GRE studying. Yay for the GRE. For William. For Bill? For Will?  For Carl? Hmm…

This is Just to Say

I have eaten

The plums

That were in

The icebox

And which

You were probably

Saving

For breakfast

Forgive me

They were delicious

So sweet

And so cold

The Red Wheelbarrow

so much depends

upon

 

a red wheel

barrow

 

glazed with rain

water

 

beside the white

chickens

 

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