Again I reply to the triple winds
running chromatic fifths of derision
outside my window:
You will not succeed. I am
bound more to my sentences
the more you batter at me
to follow you.
And the wind,
as before, fingers perfectly
its derisive music.
Notes from the Golden Orange
EppsNet Archive: William Carlos Williams
One of the things I like about the class is that the video lessons are done a little differently than other Coursera classes I’ve taken. Rather than recorded lectures, the videos consist of the instructor, Al Filreis, leading a small group of Penn students in close readings of selected poems.
Anyway, here are a few of my favorites so far:
- I dwell in Possibility by Emily Dickinson
- Tell all the Truth but tell it slant by Emily Dickinson
- The Brain within its Groove by Emily Dickinson
- Danse Russe by William Carlos Williams
- This Is Just To Say by Willim Carlos Williams
- A Supermarket in California by Allen Ginsburg
- Lines for an Abortionist’s Office by Ruth Lechlitner
- Incident by Countee Cullen
These next two, both by Richard Wilbur, I want to single out as being particularly exquisite and heartbreaking: