Prompt for Dverse Poets on Thursday was about Imagism. I have always wondered about the imagist poem by William Carlos Williams about the wheelbarrow. It begins with ‘ So much depends’
I have been trying to write some responses and sonnets and also to write up about our recent trip to the Azores. There’s several images that I keep seeing and wanting to play words with.
So much depends on
A boat blessed by a radiant virgin
Mists over the cratered peaks
Waves crashing to the shore
Darkening beach with basalt rocks
Glistening with each drop of brine
