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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Man in a Room

William Carlos Williams

From “Broken Windows”

HERE, no woman, nor man besides,

Nor child, nor dog, nor bird, nor wasp,

Nor ditch pool, nor green thing. Color of flower,

Blood-bright berry none, nor flame-rust

On leaf, nor pink gall-sting on stem, nor

Staring stone. Ay de mí!

No hawthorn’s white thorn-tree here, nor lawn

Of buttercups, nor any counterpart:

Bed, book-backs, walls, floor,

Flat pictures, desk, clothes-box, litter

Of paper scrawls. So sit I here,

So stand, so walk about. Beside

The flower-white tree not so lonely I:

Torn petals, dew-wet, blotched yellow my bare instep.