The Sea
I wander through the rest of the day wondering where the colored
sea has gone off to.
The fields have dried to dust, the thin-filled clouds are
a soft whisper of blue
against a blazing sky.
- William Carlos Williams
The Sea
I wander through the rest of the day wondering where the colored
sea has gone off to.
The fields have dried to dust, the thin-filled clouds are
a soft whisper of blue
against a blazing sky.