Earthly novelty is too soon dulled

              According to Brueghel
                                           when Icarus fell
                                           it was spring

                                           a farmer was ploughing
                                           his field
                                           the whole pageantry

                                           of the year was
                                           awake tingling
                                           near

                                           the edge of the sea
                                           concerned 
                                           with itself

                                           sweating in the sun
                                           that melted
                                           the wings’ wax

                                           unsignificantly
                                           off the coast
                                           there was

                                           a splash quite unnoticed
                                           this was
                                           Icarus drowning

                                                     - William Carlos Williams