Explore "The Lonely Street" by William Carlos Williams on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
School is over. It is too hot / to walk at ease. At ease / in light frocks they walk the streets / to while the time away.
They have grown tall. They hold / pink flames in their right hands.
In white from head to foot, / with sidelong, idle look -- / in yellow, floating stuff, / black sash and stockings -- / touching their avid mouths / with pink sugar on a stick -- / like a carnation each holds in her hand -- / they mount the lonely street.