Spring And All
By the road to the contagious hospitalunder the surge of the bluemottled clouds driven from thenortheast — a cold wind.
Beyond, thewaste of broad, muddy fieldsbrown with dried weeds, standing and fallenpatches of standing waterthe scattering of tall
All along the road the reddishpurplish, forked, upstanding, twiggystuff of bushes and small treeswith dead, brown leaves under themleafless vines —Lifeless in appearance, sluggishdazed spring approaches —They enter the new world naked,cold, uncertain of allsave that they enter.
All about themthe cold, familiar wind —Now the grass, tomorrowthe stiff curl of wildcarrot
One by one objects are defined —It quickens: clarity, outline of
But now the stark dignity ofentrance — Still, the profound changehas come upon them: rooted theygrip down and begin to awaken
William Carlos Williams
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