Poetry

William Carlos Williams was no poet

And plums aren’t fruit.

william carlos williams contour drawing — William Carlos Williams. A contour drawing by Jeffrey Pillow

I wrote this poem in response
to the hypothetical people who may
think that me hitting a hard return
after only a few words does not
qualify as poetry.

Well, how dare you say
this isn’t poetry. With that
attitude, I bet you’d say the
same thing about
William Carlos Williams.

Which I can totally understand
because I once said the same
thing about William Carlos Williams.
But therein lies the genius of
William Carlos Williams.

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By Jeffrey Pillow

Jeffrey Pillow is an American short story writer, memoirist, and poet. He is the author of The Lady Next Door. His writing has been published in Urge Magazine, The Nervous Breakdown, 16 Blocks, USA Today, Sports Illustrated, TheBody.com, New York Times, Washington Post, and Richmond Times-Dispatch.

He grew up in the small town of Phenix, Virginia, population: 200, and now lives in Charlottesville with his wife, two kids, and a dog named Mozzarella Cheese. He is a graduate of the University of Virginia where he was a Rainey Scholar. This is his blog.

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