“January” by William Carlos Williams


Again I reply to the triple winds
running chromatic fifths of derision
outside my window:
                                   Play louder.
You will not succeed. I am
bound more to my sentences
the more you batter at me
to follow you.
                                   And the wind,
as before, fingers perfectly
its derisive music.

William Carlos Williams, 1883-1963

“Wild Orchard”
This poem is in the public domain

Photo by Alessio Soggetti on Unsplash 

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