What did William Carlos Williams mean by: Old age is a flight of small cheeping birds skimming bare trees above a snow glaze. - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA Copy
+ The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Feraz Zeid, June 16, 2023December 12, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Beautiful, Beauty, Eye, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ A new world is only a new mind. Feraz Zeid, July 31, 2023December 12, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Mind, Responsibility, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ Love is unworldly and nothing comes of it but love. Feraz Zeid, November 7, 2023December 12, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Love, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ The poem is a capsule where we wrap up our punishable secrets. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Carlos Williams, Secret, Wraps, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ The descent beckons as the ascent beckoned Feraz Zeid, October 17, 2023December 26, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Ascent, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ Death will be too late to bring us aid. Feraz Zeid, August 15, 2023December 12, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Aids, Late, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ If it ain’t a pleasure, it ain’t a poem. Feraz Zeid, August 3, 2023December 12, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Pleasure, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ so much depends upon a red wheel barrow Feraz Zeid, June 29, 2023December 12, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Depends, Wheels, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
I sit at my window and the words fly past me like birds — with God’s help I catch some. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
Because beautiful things never last. Not roses nor snow… And not fireworks, either - Jennifer Donnelly Author
I have brightness in my soul, which strains toward Heaven. I am like a bird! - Jenny Lind Singer · Sweden
Living unloved is like clipping a bird’s wings and removing its ability to fly. - William P. Young Author · Canada
But where are the snows of last year? That was the greatest concern of Villon, the Parisian poet. - François Rabelais Author · France
And if you are not a bird, then beware of coming to rest above an abyss. Explain - Friedrich Nietzsche Philosopher · Germany
