First linesWilliam Carlos Williams

  1. A day on the boulevards chosen out of ten years of Berket and the Stars
  2. A middle-northern March, now as always⁠— A Celebration
  3. A three-day-long rain from the east⁠— The Dark Day
  4. A wind might blow a lotus petal History
  5. Again I reply to the triple winds January
  6. All the complicated details Winter Trees
  7. Although you do your best to regard me Translations from the Spanish, “El Romancero”
  8. Among the rain The Great Figure
  9. An oblique cloud of purple smoke Woman Walking
  10. An old willow with hollow branches Epitaph
  11. And yet one arrives somehow, Arrival
  12. Are you not weary, Ballet
  13. Artsybashev is a Russian. Foreign
  14. By constantly tormenting them The Poor
  15. Come with us and play! From “The Birth of Venus,” Song
  16. Crooked, black tree Trees
  17. Daisies are broken Love Song
  18. Ecstatic bird songs pound Dawn
  19. Elvira, by love’s grace Homage
  20. Fool, Hero
  21. Go to sleep⁠—though of course you will not⁠— A Goodnight
  22. Hard, chilly colors: Conquest
  23. Have I seen her? Portrait of a Young Man with a Bad Heart
  24. Her body is not so white as Queen-Ann’s-Lace
  25. Here it is spring again The Late Singer
  26. I bought a dishmop⁠— Youth and Beauty
  27. I feel the caress of my own fingers The Gentle Man
  28. I have discovered that most of January Morning
  29. I have had my dream⁠—like others⁠— Thursday
  30. I know only the bare rocks of today. A Prelude
  31. I lie here thinking of you:⁠— Love Song
  32. I stopped the car Blueflags
  33. I tried to put a bird in a cage. The Fool’s Song
  34. I will teach you my townspeople Tract
  35. If I say I have heard voices Pastoral
  36. If I when my wife is sleeping Danse Russe
  37. If you had come away with me April
  38. In a tissue-thin monotone of blue-grey buds Spring Strains
  39. In brilliant gas light Good Night
  40. In the flashes and black shadows The Hunter
  41. In this world of Spouts
  42. It is a willow when summer is over, Willow Poem
  43. It is cold. The white moon The Cold Night
  44. It is useless, good woman, useless: the spark fails me. The Death of Franco of Cologne: His Prophecy of Beethoven
  45. It was an icy day. Complete Destruction
  46. It’s a strange courage El Hombre
  47. Lady of dusk wood fastnesses, First Praise
  48. Leaves are greygreen, Lines
  49. Lift your flowers Chickory and Daisies
  50. Light hearted William twirled Light Hearted William
  51. Limb to limb, mouth to mouth Winter Quiet
  52. Love is like water or the air Riposte
  53. Men with picked voices chant the names Overture to a Dance of Locomotives
  54. Miserable little woman Divertimiento
  55. Miserly, is the best description of that poor fool Con Brio
  56. Mother of flames, Crude Lament
  57. My shoes as I lean The Nightingales
  58. My townspeople, beyond in the great world, Gulls
  59. My wife’s new pink slippers The Thinker
  60. Now that I have cooled to you Postlude
  61. Now? Why⁠— Virtue
  62. O Crimson salamander, The Ordeal
  63. O my grey hairs! Spring
  64. Oh strong ridged and deeply hollowed Smell!
  65. Oh, black Persian cat! Mujer
  66. Old age is To Waken an Old Lady
  67. Old men who have studied The Old Men
  68. On the day when youth is no more upon me To Wish Myself Courage
  69. One leaves his leaves at home Great Mullen
  70. Poor old Abner, old white-haired nigger! Time the Hangman
  71. Rather notice, mon cher, To a Solitary Disciple
  72. Red cradle of the night, Portent
  73. School is over. It is too hot The Lonely Street
  74. Snow: Blizzard
  75. So art thou broken in upon me, Apollo, An After Song
  76. Some leaves hang late, some fall The Soughing Wind
  77. Sorrow is my own yard The Widow’s Lament in Springtime
  78. Still I bring flowers Ad Infinitum
  79. Subtle, clever brain, wiser than I am, Play
  80. Surely there, among the great docks, is peace, my mind; In Harbor
  81. Sweep the house clean, Love Song
  82. Sweet child, The Ogre
  83. Take that, damn you; and that! Mezzo Forte
  84. The Archer is wake! Peace on Earth
  85. The birches are mad with green points Portrait of the Author
  86. The corner of a great rain Contemporania
  87. The coroner’s merry little children Hic Jacet
  88. The dayseye hugging the earth Daisy
  89. The half stripped trees Approach of Winter
  90. The hostess, in pink satin and blond hair⁠—dressed The Delicacies
  91. The little sparrows Pastoral
  92. The May sun⁠—whom The Tulip Bed
  93. The murderer’s little daughter Sympathetic Portrait of a Child
  94. The old black-man showed me Canthara
  95. The sky has given over Spring Storm
  96. The world begins again! The Birds
  97. Then I raised my head Winter Sunset
  98. There is a bird in the poplars! Metric Figure
  99. There’s my things Portrait of a Woman in Bed
  100. They call me and I go Complaint
  101. This plot of ground Dedication for a Plot of Ground
  102. Tracks of rain and light linger in Romance Moderne
  103. Upon the table in their bowl The Disputants
  104. Vast and grey, the sky The Desolate Field
  105. Wanderer moon Summer Song
  106. Well, Lizzie Anderson! seventeen men⁠—and To a Friend
  107. Well, mind, here we have Promenade
  108. When I am alone I am happy. Waiting
  109. When I was younger Pastoral
  110. Where shall I find you, Sub Terra
  111. Why do I write today? Apology
  112. Will it never be possible A Portrait in Greys
  113. Winter has spent this snow M. B.
  114. Winter is long in this climate March
  115. Witness, would you⁠— Keller Gegen Dom
  116. Yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow! Primrose
  117. Yes, there is one thing braver than all flowers; Immortal
  118. You exquisite chunk of mud K. McB.
  119. You know there is not much To a Friend Concerning Several Ladies
  120. You say love is this, love is that: Memory of April
  121. You sullen pig of a man Libertad! Igualdad! Fraternidad!
  122. You who are so mighty, Appeal
  123. You who had the sense Invitation

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