The Desolate Field
Vast and gray, the sky
is a simulacrum
to all but him whose days
are vast and gray, and—
In the tall, dried grasses
a goat stirs
with nozzle searching the ground.
—my head is in the air
but who am I…?
And amazed my heart leaps
at the thought of love
vast and gray
yearning silently over me.
Credit
This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on September 5, 2015, by the Academy of American Poets.
About this Poem
“The Desolate Field” was published in Sour Grapes: A Book of Poems (The Four Seas Company, 1921).
Author
William Carlos Williams
Poet, novelist, essayist, and playwright William Carlos Williams is often said to have been one of the principal poets of the Imagist movement.
Date Published
01/01/1921