<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537380" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Complaint</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They call me and I go. <br>It is a frozen road <br>past midnight, a dust <br>of snow caught <br>in the rigid wheeltracks. <br>The door opens. <br>I smile, enter and <br>shake off the cold. <br>Here is a great woman <br>on her side in the bed. <br>She is sick, <br>perhaps vomiting, <br>perhaps laboring <br>to give birth to <br>a tenth child. Joy! Joy! <br>Night is a room <br>darkened for lovers, <br>through the jalousies the sun <br>has sent one golden needle! <br>I pick the hair from her eyes <br>and watch her misery <br>with compassion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Carlos+Williams">William Carlos Williams</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537380" data-title="Complaint de William Carlos Williams" data-description="They call me and I go. It is a frozen road past midnight, a dust of snow caught in the rigid wheeltracks. The door opens. I smile, enter and shake off the cold. Here is a great woman on her side in the bed. She is sick, perhaps vomiting..."></div> </div> </div>

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