71 Days: The Bard of the Meadowlands

There's a certain kind of poetry to the Swamp, don't you think? AP Photo/Mel Evans

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One of Rutherford, N.J.'s most famous residents was poet William Carlos Williams. Until his death in 1963, Williams had a medical practice and wrote poetry not far from where MetLife Stadium will host the Feb. 2 Super Bowl.

Williams was born in Rutherford, and some residents say he is still remembered fondly by those who were his patients.

When you read his poems, like the one below called "By the Road to the Contagious Hospital," it’s easy to imagine the wind curling briskly over the Meadowlands near his home.

By the road to the contagious hospital

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, upstanding, 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

grip down and begin to awaken -

Does the MetLife Super Bowl inspire you to write some poetry of your own? If so, please share your stanzas with us in the comments section. (Keep it clean!)

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