young William Carlos Williams
Memory of April
by William Carlos Williams
[from Sour Grapes (1921)]

You say love is this, love is that:
Poplar tassels, willow tendrils
the wind and the rain comb,
tinkle and drip, tinkle and drip–
branches drifting apart. Hagh!
Love has not even visited this country.




    

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