"They enter the new world naked,
cold, uncertain of all
save that they enter. All about them
the cold, familiar wind—"
from WC Williams’ poem, “Spring and All”
Thinking about this and the book of the same name and Paterson.
Each provide new possibilities, opportunities for a critique of culture in context with my current writing project and outlined in my last post about tradition and love, obeisance and abeyance.