It is cold. The white moon
is up among her scattered stars-
like the bare thighs of
the Police Sergeant's wife-among
her five children . . .
No answer. Pale shadows lie upon
the frosted grass. One answer:
It is midnight, it is still
and it is cold . . . !
White thights of the sky! a
new answer out of the depths of
my male belly: In April . . .
In April I shall see again-In April!
the round and perfects thighs
of the Police Sergeant's wife
perfect still after many babies.
Oya!
The Cold Night
William Carlos Williams
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Poem topics: children, moon, perfect, sky, grass, wife, white, cold, police, answer, april, april fools, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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