William Carlos Williams (17 September 1883 – 4 March 1963 / New Jersey)
The world begins again!
Not wholly insufflated
the blackbirds in the rain
upon the dead topbranches
of the living tree,
stuck fast to the low clouds,
notate the dawn.
Their shrill cries sound
and drop among the bending roses
and the dripping grass.
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