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Why it was wonderful
Archibald MacLeish

Why it was wonderful:  Why, all
   At once there were leaves,
Leaves at the end of a dry
   Stick, small, alive
Leaves out of wood.  It was
   Wonderful,
You can’t imagine.  They came
   By the wood path
And the earth loosened, the
Earth
      Relaxed, there were
Flowers
Out of the earth! Think of it!
   And oak trees
Oozing new green at the tips of
   Them and flowers
Squeezed out of clay, soft
   Flowers, limp
Stalks flowering.  Well, it was like
   A dream.
It happened so quickly, all of a
   Sudden
It happened.

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