<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537461" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>These</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">are the desolate, dark weeks<br>when nature in its barrenness<br>equals the stupidity of man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The year plunges into night<br>and the heart plunges<br>lower than night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to an empty, windswept place<br>without sun, stars or moon<br>but a peculiar light as of thought</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that spins a dark fire -<br>whirling upon itself until, <br>in the cold, it kindles</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to make a man aware of nothing<br>that he knows, not loneliness<br>itself - Not a ghost but</div><div style="margin:10px 0">would be embraced - emptiness<br>despair - (They<br>whine and whistle) among</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the flashes and booms of war; <br>houses of whose rooms<br>the cold is greater than can be thought, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the people gone that we loved, <br>the beds lying empty, the couches<br>damp, the chairs unused -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hide it away somewhere<br>out of mind, let it get to roots<br>and grow, unrelated to jealous</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ears and eyes - for itself.<br>In this mine they come to dig - all.<br>Is this the counterfoil to sweetest</div><div style="margin:10px 0">music? The source of poetry that<br>seeing the clock stopped, says, <br>The clock has stopped</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that ticked yesterday so well? <br>and hears the sound of lakewater<br>splashing - that is now stone.</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=537461" data-title="These de William Carlos Williams" data-description="are the desolate, dark weeks when nature in its barrenness equals the stupidity of man. The year plunges into night and the heart plunges lower than night to an empty, windswept place without sun, stars or moon but a peculiar light as of thought..."></div> </div> </div>

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