It seems Britain's Poetry Society has been rocked by a series of mystery resignations.
Sio what better was for members to deliver letters of concern than in a red wheel barrow, in the spirit of William Carlos Williams' famous poem.
Read more in the Guardian.
The Red Wheelbarrow by William Carlos Williams
So much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens.
Clever way to make a point. I love this poem. I can remember studying it in school. It struck a chord with me and stayed with me. Much depends on the simple things in life.
ReplyDeleteLovely string of words. I like Daisy's comment.
ReplyDeleteFor sure Daisy - some people don't get it but I do like the simplicity. Thanx for visiting Shopgirl
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of a story; The master brought his three servants in front of him and gave them each a chicken. He told them to go out and kill the chicken where nobody was looking. So the servants went out and came back a few days later. Two of the servants had killed their chicken but the third still had his live chicken with him. So the master asked him why he didn't kill his chicken and the servant replied, "Because everywhere I went, the chicken was always looking."
ReplyDeleteSo remember, no matter what you do or where you go, the chicken is always watching.