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Queen Anne’s Lace
Photo by Tom C. Williams
From William Carlos Williams’s “Queen Anne’s Lace”
Her body is not so white as
anemony petals nor so smooth — nor
so remote a thing. It is a field
of the wild carrot taking
the field by force; the grass
does not raise above it….
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6 Comments
1. Harry replies at 2nd July 2007, 7:04 am :
Larkin, of course:
Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the breath
Mown stalks exhale.
Long, long the death
It dies in the white hours
Of young-leafed June
With chestnut flowers,
With hedges snowlike strewn,
White lilac bowed,
Lost lanes of Queen Anne’s lace,
And that high-builded cloud
Moving at summer’s pace.
2. sherry replies at 2nd July 2007, 7:53 am :
Ah, Harry, you bring the poetry wars home to me. But I’m a non-combatant. I love the Larkin. I find, in it, many irregular feet, and, in the Williams, strong echoes of iambs.
3. sherry replies at 2nd July 2007, 8:16 am :
And then there’s Bob Dylan, if you want to get strictly lyrical. “You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go”:
4. Helen Losse replies at 2nd July 2007, 10:06 am :
I think even the words “Quenn Anne’s Lace” are a poem. And how can anyone, looking at the flower,
believe there is no heaven?
5. sherry replies at 2nd July 2007, 11:10 am :
Helen! Did you notice that I made a post about you a year ago today? Time flies, to coin a phrase.
The bottom photo here reminds me a bit of Rebecca’s knots. I wonder whether you might find a Fibonacci sequence in that bloom.
And speaking of Rebecca, she’s got some great bug photos up and a speculation about the relationship of beetles and God.
How about “dogbane beetle” for poetry?
6. Rebecca Clayton replies at 3rd July 2007, 7:17 pm :
Glad you felt a fondness for the dogbane beetles!
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