A rumpled sheet <br />Of brown paper <br />About the length <br /> <br />And apparent bulk <br />Of a man was <br />Rolling with the <br /> <br />Wind slowly over <br />And over in <br />The street as <br /> <br />A car drove down <br />Upon it and <br />Crushed it to <br /> <br />The ground. Unlike <br />A man it rose <br />Again rolling <br /> <br />With the wind over <br />And over to be as <br />It was before. <br /> <br /> <br />Anonymous submission.<br /><br />William Carlos Williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-term/
