The complexity of William Carlos Williams’, The Red Wheel Barrow, can be disregarded as simple at first if read as a sentence but once it is broken down into stanzas a few words make it stand out. The specifics of color brings the reader closer to what is going on in the picture Mr. Williams is attempting to paint. It broadens the reader’s ability to relate to the scene. It leaves you wondering what depends so much upon the red wheel barrow.
The poem reminds me of the time I spent at my aunt’s farm when I was younger. Early mornings checking for eggs in the chicken coop. Remembering the smell of the outdoors intensified by the morning dew. I remember watching my uncle work in the fields of corn while I tended to the animals. Those days on…
