This short poem by William Carlos Williams describes eating plums that were in the refrigerator meant for breakfast. Written as a note left on the icebox door, the poem confesses to eating the plums despite knowing they were likely being saved, asking for forgiveness because they were too delicious and cold to resist eating. The poem tells a story with very few words and leaves much unsaid to let the reader imagine.
This short poem by William Carlos Williams describes eating plums that were in the refrigerator meant for breakfast. Written as a note left on the icebox door, the poem confesses to eating the plums despite knowing they were likely being saved, asking for forgiveness because they were too delicious and cold to resist eating. The poem tells a story with very few words and leaves much unsaid to let the reader imagine.
This short poem by William Carlos Williams describes eating plums that were in the refrigerator meant for breakfast. Written as a note left on the icebox door, the poem confesses to eating the plums despite knowing they were likely being saved, asking for forgiveness because they were too delicious and cold to resist eating. The poem tells a story with very few words and leaves much unsaid to let the reader imagine.
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