Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy
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The Red Wheelbarrow -



For some reason, the poem The Red Wheelbarrow by William Carlos Williams came to me this morning as I sat by the marsh watching gulls, ducks, and teeny-tiny birds land, lift, and fly.   I think I felt like I was the wheelbarrow, filled, and lifted, embracing and embraced. 

It is such a metaphor for life, the particular and the universal, the ability to hold and be held.

I love the word "glazed."  Perhaps this morning I felt glazed with light and that is why this poem came to me. 



The Red Wheelbarrow

             William Carlos Williams

    so much depends
    upon

    a red wheel
    barrow

    glazed with rain
    water

    beside the white
    chickens.



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