Look I can’t explain in any way that’ll make sense why the following poem is important to me but there it is. It’s out in the open and on the record.

It opened a window in my mind and shaped the poetry that I wrote, my writing hasn’t been the same since.  I’m grateful for this bit of inspiration and that it’s come into my life.  I’ve returned to it a few times since that fateful day in the mid-90s.

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The Red Wheelbarrow
by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.

William Carlos Williams Details: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Carlos_Williams