
Poem in Your Pocket Day
In honor of Poem in Your Pocket Day, here’s one of my favorites. The song is one I sometimes sing to myself during a writing break. Thank you Judy Reeves for the reminder. Danse Russe By William Carlos Williams If I when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flame-white disc in silken mists above shining trees,— if I in my north room dance naked, grotesquely before my mirror waving my shirt round my head and singing softly to myself: “I a