Tag Archives: William Carlos WIlliams. Walt Whitman

An Alphabet of Poets – I is for Ignatow (and Bly)

  THREE IN TRANSITION (FOR WCW) I wish I understood the beauty in leaves falling. To whom are we beautiful as we go? I lie in the field still, absorbing the stars and silently throwing off their presence. Silently I breathe and die by turns. He was ripe and fell to the ground from a […]