Author William Carlos Williams First the warmth, variability color and frailty A grace of petals skirting the tight-whorled cone Come to generous abandon ā to the mind as to the eye Wide! Wider! Wide as if panting, until the gold hawk's-eye speaks once coldly its perfection Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments