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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425021" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Epitaph on an Unread Verse after William Carlos Williams' Red Wheelbarrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is just to play on plum phrases<br>hibernating in your brainbox, <br>which your neurones were probably waiting for<br>to break free fast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forgive me their taste is delicious, <br>so neat and so bold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An agÃ¨d poet with hollow laughter<br>swiftly sprayed her incisive syllables<br>in consonant activity and, yearning, <br>paid [s]lip service: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">so much depends<br>upon lifelong learning's expectations, <br>an unread verse [s]pokes for comments, <br>reigns above lily-livered chicken-hearted critics<br>before a blank screen. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">so much more depends<br>upon monochromatic ash clouds<br>glazed with silicates<br>beside Icelandic<br>eruptions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life is verse role-reversing uninclined ignorance<br>shadowing dis...inclined ink lined page.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Revised 3 October 2009 and19 Aptil 2010) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is Just to Say <br> <br>I have eaten<br>the plums<br>that were in<br>the icebox</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and which <br>you were probably<br>saving<br>for breakfast</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forgive me<br>they were delicious<br>so sweet<br>and so cold<br>William Carlos Williams 1883_1963</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Variation on a Theme by William Carlos Williams<br>1 I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next summer. I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do and its wooden beams were so inviting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2 We laughed at the hollyhocks together and then I sprayed them with lye. Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">3 I gave away the money that you had been saving to live on for the next ten years. The man who asked for it was shabby and the firm March wind on the porch was so juicy and cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">4 Last evening we went dancing and I broke your leg. Forgive me. I was clumsy and I wanted you here in the wards, where I am the doctor! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Kenneth Koch 1925_20 </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Epitaph on an Unre[a]d Verse after William Carlos Williams</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An aged poet with hollow laughter swiftly sprayed her incisive syllables in consonant activity and, yearning, paid [s]lip service: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">so much depends<br>upon lifelong learning's expectations, <br>an unread verse [s]pokes for comments, <br>reigns above white chicken-hearted critics<br>on a blank screen. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life is verse role-reversing uninclined ignorance<br>shadowing an inclined ink lined page.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br>(Parody William Carlos Williams Epitaph AND The Red Wheelbarrow written 14 September 2008) </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Epitaph</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An old willow with hollow branches<br>slowly swayed his few high bright tendrils<br>and sang: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love is a young green willow<br>shimmering at the bare wood's edge.<br>William Carlos Williams 1883_1963</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The Red Wheelbarrow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so much depends<br>upon<br>a red <br>wheelbarrow<br>glazed with rain<br>water<br>beside the white<br>chickens<br>William Carlos Williams 1883_1963</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The Yellow Goldfish</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so much depends<br>upon<br>a yellow gold<br>fish<br>washed down with bowl<br>water<br>inside the white<br>kitten</div><div style="margin:10px 0">William Carlos Williams' Cat Henry BEARD Parody William Carlos Williams The Red Wheelbarrow</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The T.V. Guide</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So much more depends<br>upon<br>a universal remote<br>control <br>sitting on a coffee<br>table <br>beside the TV<br>Guide </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chris CLOKE - Parody William Carlos Williams The Red Wheelbarrow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An Apology</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forgive me<br>for backing over<br>and smashing<br>your red wheelbarrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was raining<br>and the rear wiper<br>does not work on<br>my new plum-colored SUV.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am also sorry<br>about the white<br>chickens.<br>Frances Jean BERGMANN <br>Parody William Carlos Williams The Red Wheelbarrow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Red Cadillac</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Willie 'Slick' Williams reads William Carlos Williams, then writes a letter to the producers of the TV makeover show 'Pimp My Ride', explaining why his car should be featured on the program.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">so much depends <br>upon </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a red cadillac <br>slick </div><div style="margin:10px 0">with turtle <br>wax </div><div style="margin:10px 0">beside the white <br>chicks <br>Reginald O'Hare GIBSON 19_20<br>Parody William Carlos Williams The Red Wheelbarrow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stuffing WCW </div><div style="margin:10px 0">so much depends<br>upon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sodium erythorbate<br>and sugar</div><div style="margin:10px 0">mixed with salt<br>water</div><div style="margin:10px 0">inside the processed<br>chickens.<br>Parody Unknown Author William Carlos Williams The Red Wheelbarrow</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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