This is Just to Say, William Carlos Williams

We love this poem for its sheer deliciousness. It reads like a piece of the most beautifully written found
poetry a note taped to the icebox door. Succinct, simple, and yet juicy, the limited lines profess a
narrative far beyond what actually exists on the page.
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold