Poem of the Day

The Red Wheelbarrow
by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon

a red wheel

barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.

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Why I chose this poem:

I remembered this poem way before my day to present the Poem of the Day and was too excited to wait to post it on my blog. I read this poem for the first time when I read Sharon Creech's book Love That Dog back in elementary school. I like this poem mostly because when spoken out loud, it "sounds" like a solid, firm staircase. Each line falls into the next without much complexity and the scene that the poem paints is very serene. I also like this poem because it raises the question of "What depends on this wheelbarrow with its rainwater and chickens?" Maybe I could write a poem response to that...
(Also it must be weird to have William Williams as your name.)