Spring and All (William Carlos Williams)

By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue
mottled clouds driven from the northeast—a cold wind. Beyond, the waste of broad, muddy fields
brown with dried weeds, standing and fallen

patches of standing water the scattering of tall trees

All along the road the reddish purplish, forked, upstanding, twiggy stuff of bushes and small trees with dead, brown leaves under them leafless vines—

Lifeless in appearance, sluggish dazed spring approaches—

They enter the new world naked, cold, uncertain of all
save that they enter. All about them the cold, familiar wind—

Now the grass, tomorrow the stiff curl of wild carrot leaf

One by one objects are defined— It quickens: clarity, outline of leaf

But now the stark dignity of entrance—Still, the profound change has come upon them: rooted they grip down and begin to awaken

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