Monday, 3 October 2022

This Is Just To Say BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS


I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

at

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