27Apr/070
This Is Just To Say
a poem by William Carlos Williams
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
This poem came up today during English class. It seems rather stupid to call something this simple, poetry, in my opinion.
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