Sorrow is my own yard
where the new grass
flames as it has flamed
often before but not
with the cold fire
that closes round me this year.


The Widow's Lament in Springtime, in Sour Grapes, 1921

William Carlos Williams Quotes

Sorrow is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire that closes round me this year.

Sorrow is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire that closes round me this year.

Sorrow is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire that closes round me this year.

Sorrow is my own yard where the new grass flames as it has flamed often before but not with the cold fire that closes round me this year.