Soft as the bed in the earth Where a stone has lain— So soft, so smooth and so cool, Spring closes me in With her arms and her hands. Rich as the smell Of new earth on a stone, That has lain, breathing The damp through its pores— Spring closes me in With her blossomy hair; Brings dark to my eyes.
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William Carlos Williams
William Carlos Williams (September 17, 1883 – March 4, 1963) was a Puerto Rican-American poet, writer, and physician closely associated with mod…
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