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William Carlos Williams - The Uses Of Poetry
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I`ve fond anticipation of a day 
O`erfilled with pure diversion presently, 
For I must read a lady poesy 
The while we glide by many a leafy bay,

Hid deep in rushes, where at random play 
The glossy black winged May-flies, or whence flee 
Hush-throated nestlings in alarm, 
Whom we have idly frighted with our boat`s long sway.

For, lest o`ersaddened by such woes as spring 
To rural peace from our meek onward trend, 
What else more fit? We`ll draw the latch-string

And close the door of sense; then satiate wend, 
On poesy`s transforming giant wing, 
To worlds afar whose fruits all anguish mend.
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