The world begins again!
Not wholly insufflated
the blackbirds in the rain
upon the dead topbranches
of the living tree,
stuck fast to the low clouds,
notate the dawn.
Their shrill cries sound
announcing appetite
and drop among the bending roses
and the dripping grass.
The Birds
William Carlos Williams
(1)
Poem topics: rain, tree, world, grass, fast, sound, dawn, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about The Birds poem by William Carlos Williams
Best Poems of William Carlos Williams