"The Red Wheelbarrow" William Carlos Williams

I chose to look at “The Red Wheelbarrow” by William Carlos Williams this week. I really like this poem and was a bit apprehensive about writing on it since it’s so short, but I actually think the shortness works in the poem’s advantage in this case. I think the simplicity of the poem itself speaks bounds as to what the author may have been trying to state (if he was trying to say anything at all). The poem itself can be read as a simple sentence, “so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens.” (Booth 554) I’m not entirely sure what drew me to this poem, perhaps it was the act that after reading it I couldn’t help reading it over and over and repeating it in my head. So, how much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside white chickens? To me, it seems like there is no real end to what you could do with a wheelbarrow on a farm. You could pick all of your crops and throw them in, or dig up some soil and take it to an area that you’re trying to grow things in just as a couple of examples. The reason I like the simplicity of this poem so much is it leaves a lot of room for the reader to interpret what exactly depends upon a red wheelbarrow, and, at least for me, reading the poem got me thinking about some really serene mental imagery having to do with a farm. I enjoyed that a lot.