This has always been one of my favorite William Carlos Williams poems (although I also love '13 ways of Looking at a Blackbird.')--
Both reflect on perspective. This one elevates the simple to the extraordinary, something I'd like to do if there were less noise in my head.
Poem #83- The Red Wheelbarrow
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens.
-- William Carlos Williams
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Wow--I remember so vividly reading this in high school. I remember being stunned by the imagery, innately sort of "getting" it (or getting it in my own way, which is all that matters with poetry, right?) And my classmates were all like, "does the chicken represent death or something?"
Ha! Your comments about your high school English class make me laugh! They are so opposite the true meaning...looking for something deeper, more symbolic, and completely missing simple beauty...of words, of necessity, of color.
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