From WVFC: The Red Wheelbarrow- A Meditation
May 26, 2009
(this post from WVFC makes me wish I had a garden. – E)
by Billie Brown
so much depends upon
a red wheel barrow
glazed with rain water
beside the white chickens.
So wrote the young aspiring poet William Carlos Williams in 1923. At his young age, how did he know?
At his age, I was aspiring to be the world’s greatest poet or film star – or a cheerleader.
Later, as a wife and mother I strove for domestic perfection – a wish equally out of reach.
Read Billie’s essay at Women’s Voices For Change.
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