POET IN RESIDENCE : Why did he do it?

Monday 25 July 2011

VANITAS VANITATUM OMNIA VANITAS

and the sun is a flame-white disc

in silken mists

above shining trees,-

if I in my north room

dance naked, grotesquely

before my mirror

waving my shirt around my head

and singing softly to myself:

'I am lonely, lonely.

I was born to be lonely,

I am best so!'

If I admire my arms, my face,

my shoulders, flanks, buttocks

against the yellow drawn shades,-

Who shall say I am not

the happy genius of my household?

_____

lines from Danse Russe

William Carlos Williams (1883-1963)

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The Weaver of Grass25 July 2011 at 13:13
Dreadful,, dreadful Gwilym. Reading the report of his life to date he comes from such a disfunctional family - not that that is an excuse - talk about the sins of the fathers.#The whole thing is totally unimaginable isn't it.
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Gwil W25 July 2011 at 17:01
Ergo ego
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