“Stevens is a troubled man who sings well, somewhat covertly, somewhat overfussily at times, a little stiffly but well. If he were satisfied with that! He seems at his best singing in the four-beat time and the lyric form of this excellent poem.”
—William Carlos Williams, @newrepublic 17 November 1937
Wallace Stevens on William Carlos Williams:
“It will be found that he has made some veritable additions to the corpus of poetry, which certainly is no more sacred to anyone than to him. … In respect to manner he is a virtuoso. He writes of flowers exquisitely. But these things may merely be mentioned. Williams himself, a kind of Diogenes of contemporary poetry, is a much more vital matter. The truth is that, if one had not chanced to regard him as Laocoon, one could have done very well by him as Diogenes.”
I am reminded of William Carlos Williams on Wallace Stevens:
“I don’t like … ‘Owl’s Clover.’ It has its old woman very effectively balanced against the heroic plunging of sculptured horses, but nothing moves as it should.
Five beats to the line here, and that’s where the trouble is let in. These five beats have a strange effect on a modern poet; they make him think he wants to think. Stevens is no exception. The result is turgidity, dullness and a language, God knows what it is! certainly nothing anybody alive today could ever recognize - lit by flashes, of course, in this case; for whatever else he may be Stevens is always a distinguished artist. The language is constrained by the meter instead of there being - an impossible peak it may be - a meter discovering itself in the language. We are still searching. Much more might be said were there space for it.”
'I myself value [David] Schubert more than Pound or Eliot, and it's a relief to have an authority of the stature of [William Carlos] Williams to back me up.'
John Ashbery
all along the road the reddish, purplish, forked, upstanding, twiggy stuff of bushes and small trees with dead, brown leaves under them leafless vines— lifeless in appearance, sluggish dazed spring approaches
- william carlos williams
New CFP for MLA 2027!
Californian Williams
Seeking papers that elaborate Williams’s relationship to California and West Coast culture
One-page abstract to Mark C. Long [email protected] no later than Friday, March 20, 2026, please!
THIS is a first - a horror game based on a Williams poem, written by AI. Yikes!
"I awoke happy, the house
was strange, voices
across a gap"... (The Revelation, 1914)
Claude Code: "make a really amazing horror game based on the poetry of William Carlos Williams, just the wheelbarrow and the plums poems."
All the writing and design by Claude. I actually found it unnerving, despite the crude, "hand-drawn" graphics. https://t.co/yFrXgfLNMl
@emollick It predates the wheelbarrow and plums - a little Keatsian, as Williams was in the early days. :)
Say, is the game still working? I keep getting a Connection Reset.