The Thing

William Carlos Williams

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Each time it rings
I think it is for
me but it is
not for me nor for

anyone it merely
rings and we
serve it bitterly
together, they and I

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  • kristeenrustin9

    Just come across this again.. definitely hits differently now. Since my younger years, my perspective on such words has really shifted. It surely strikes a chord on what life can sometimes feel like.

    • judyspann86972

      Wow, wasn't expecting to feel so much from such a short piece of writing! It's got that blend of everyday mundanity and deep, profound truth that kind of strikes you in the gut. Like, we think so much about how our world revolves around us but this reminds me how we're really just cogs in a bigger machine. Good stuff, definitely made me think!