Poems ✍️
  21.10.2025
  16

Author: William Carlos Williams

Thursday

I have had my dream- like others-
and it has come to nothing, so that
I remain now carelessly
with feet planted on the ground
and look up at the sky-
feeling my clothes about me,
the weight of my body in my shoes,
the rim of my hat, air passing in and out
at my nose- and decide to dream no more.


  reality Reflection disillusion mindfulness

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