W is for Weekend....and Worry...and Well...and Williams

 Williams, William Carlos (1883 -1963)

Closely associated with Modernism and Imagism, William Carlos Williams was an American poet, and a medical doctor.  A contemporary of Eliot he felt himself overshadowed by the great man in his lifetime.  His work became slowly popular in the 50's and 60's for its accessible yet sensitive language. He was posthumously awarded the Pulitzer for poetry a few months after his death.  Today my prompt is the poem The Red Wheelbarrow  

Behind the mist

The morning passes

behind a mist,

unnoticed;

something like

a drop of rain

chases a trickle

on a fogged-up pane;

the hour snaps

clean in two

spilling a million pin-head

seconds on the floor

endless days, lightning years,

time stands breathless

over here;

where are you?

W is for Worry...over the Weekend there was the news of the Nepal earthquake, and many places in India being affected, including cities and places where my loved ones live...natural disasters like this bring home in no uncertain manner the fragility of life and our own helplessness in the face of it. I spent most of my Sunday catching up with people to check if everything was Well, and thankfully it was. Heart-Wrenching to see the huge number of people affected, a terrible time for far too many.

Posted for the A-Z Challenge 2015