Love (by William Carlos Williams)

young William Carlos Williams

Love
by William Carlos Williams
[first appeared in Poems (1909)]

Love is twain, it is not single,
Gold and silver mixed in one,
Passion 'tis and pain which mingle
Glist'ring then for aye undone.

Pain it is not; wondering pity
Dies or e''er the pang is fled:
Passion 'tis not, foul and gritty,
Born one instant, instant dead.

Love is twain, it is not single,
Gold and silver mixed in one,
Passion 'tis and pain which mingle
Glist'ring then for aye undone.



    

 
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  • 2/4/2010 6:56 AM Derailedpoet wrote:
    Brilliant!
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  • 2/4/2010 9:46 AM chris wrote:
    This poem seems old fashioned in its style... somewhat different that some of his other things you've posted here.

    Almost shakespearian in tone... and probably because I've not heard the word "glist'ring" used recently by anyone I know.

    anyway... is this one from a particular collection or an anthology?
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  • 2/4/2010 10:30 AM Tara wrote:
    I love the subject, the idea of taking the bitter with the sweet, the mingling of pain and passion, and the lyrical quality of the choice of and placement of phrase.
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