Fractured Verse
{A Bumbershoot Special Feature}

William Carlos Williams

This is Just to Crow As fractured by Henry Quince

I have eaten the plums that were there
in the icebox, too tempting to bear.
         Who could have missed them?
         I Couldn’t resist them,
so sweet and so cold. Neah neah neah!


So Much Depends As fractured by Henry Quince

I ate the white chicken as well.
It wasn’t too fresh, from the smell.
         Then I hungrily gazed
         at the rainwater-glazed
red wheelbarrow, sorry to tell.