This, with a face
like a mashed blood orange
that suddenly

would get eyes
and look up and scream
War! War!

clutching her
thick, ragged coat
a piece of hat

broken shoes
War! War!
stumbling for dread

at the young men
who with their gun-butts
shove her

sprawling—
a note
at the foot of the page.

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Poet: William Carlos Williams
Poem: Item
Volume: An Early Martyr
Year: Published/Written in 1935
Poem of the Day: Aug 14 2004
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