tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7206214056167194902012-02-16T09:49:55.049-08:00Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05111874977596375179noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-720621405616719490.post-17569241592180316402007-01-16T10:20:00.000-08:002007-01-16T10:30:05.450-08:00Landscape With The Fall of Icarus<br />by <a href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/119">William Carlos Williams</a><br />According to Brueghel<br />when Icarus fell<br />it was spring<br />a farmer was ploughing<br />his field<br />the whole pageantry<br />of the year was<br />awake tingling<br />near<br />the edge of the sea<br />concerned<br />with itself<br />sweating in the sun<br />that melted<br />the wings' wax<br />unsignificantly<br />off the coast<br />there was<br />a splash quite unnoticed<br />this was<br />Icarus drowning<br /><br />Here is a nice poem by William Carlos Williams which I would like to share. I propose to share poems and comments on art and literature on my blog.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/720621405616719490-1756924159218031640?l=booksandart-nina.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05111874977596375179noreply@blogger.com2