"They enter the new world naked,
cold, uncertain of all
save that they enter.”
—W.C. Williams, Spring and All
I imagined
The village welcoming
Ceremony would be
Like the farewell
Eleven years before
When I was all of four,
But who knows what
That was like when
I remembered nothing
Of what had come before,
Let alone my mother
And the midwife bringing
Me into a new world naked
In the middle of March
On a hard-packed earthen floor.
cold, uncertain of all
save that they enter.”
—W.C. Williams, Spring and All
I imagined
The village welcoming
Ceremony would be
Like the farewell
Eleven years before
When I was all of four,
But who knows what
That was like when
I remembered nothing
Of what had come before,
Let alone my mother
And the midwife bringing
Me into a new world naked
In the middle of March
On a hard-packed earthen floor.
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