Marianne’s [Moore] words remain separate.
—William Carlos Williams, Spring and All
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A poem is a small (or large) machine made of words. When I say there’s nothing sentimental about a poem I mean that there can be no part, as in any other machine, that is redundant.
—William Carlos Williams, Selected Essays (New Directions, 1954) p. 256
—William Carlos Williams, Selected Essays (New Directions, 1954) p. 256
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A poem is a small (or large) machine made out of words.
—William Carlos Williams
—William Carlos Williams
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