Landcape with the Fall of Icarus
Willimas Carlos Williams
According to Brueghel
when Icarus fell it was spring
a farmer was ploughing
his field
the whole pageantry
of the year
was awake tingling
with itself
sweating in the sun
that melted the wings' wax
unsignificantly
off the coast there was
a splash
quite unnoticed
this was Icarus drowning
Read the poem about the red wheelbarrow... HERE on my Wordpress-blog where you can find an image of the red wheelbarrow too. This link will open in a new window.
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