春天英文诗
by William Carlos Williams
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 upright 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 wildcarrot 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 grasp down and begin to awaken
