DPF / Williams

For I’ve never grown lilies, though it’s our grandmother’s name, but the blue, pink, and dark red geraniums and the dark red, white, and climbing red roses are blooming in the courtyard and front yard, from Selected Poems.

from The Red Lily / by W.C. Williams

By the road, the river
the edge of the woods

–opening in the sun
closing with the dark–

everywhere
Red Lily