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W.S. Merwin

Every year without knowing it I have passed the day When the last fires will wave to me And the silence will set out Tireless traveler Like the beam of a lightless star — W.S. Merwin, from “For the Anniversary of My Death,” The Second Four Books of Poems (Copper Canyon Press, 1993)

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