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The Mind's Games

Posted by Mark on June 3, 2012, 9:27 pm, in reply to "Re: fishing"

The Mindís Games

by William Carlos Williams, from The Collected Poems, Volume II, 1939-1962)

If a man can say of his life or
any moment of his life, There is
nothing more to be desired! his state
becomes like that told in the famous
double sonnet--but without the
sonnetís restrictions. Let him go look
at the river flowing or the bank
of late flowers, there will be one
small fly still among the petals
in whose gauzy wings raised above
its back a rainbow shines. The world
to him is radiant and even the fact
of poverty is wholly without despair.

So it seems until these rouse
to him pictures of the systematically
starved--for a purpose, at the mindís
proposal. What good then the
light winged fly, the flower or
the river--too foul to drink of or
even to bathe in? The 90 story building
beyond the ocean that a rocket
will span for destruction in a matter
of minutes but will not
bring him, in a century, food or
relief of any sort from his suffering.

The world too much with us? Rot!
the world is not half enough with us--
the rot of a potato with
a healthy skin, a rot that is
never revealed till we are about to
eat--and it revolts us. Beauty?
Beauty should make us paupers,
should blind us, rob us--for it
does not feed the sufferer but makes
his suffering a fly-blown putrescence
and ourselves decay--unless
the ecstasy be general.


  • fishing - mary June 3, 2012, 9:03 am
  • Re: fishing - Mark June 3, 2012, 10:10 am
  • Re: fishing - dan crosby June 3, 2012, 11:24 am
  • The Mind's Games - Mark June 3, 2012, 9:27 pm
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