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W.S. Merwin

One old man keeps humming the same few notesof some song he thought he had forgottenback in the days when as he knows there wasno word for life in the languageand if they wanted to say eyes or heartthey would hold up a leaf and he remembersthe big tree where it rose from the dry… Continue reading W.S. Merwin

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W.S. Merwin

Exercise First forget what time it isfor an hourdo it regularly every day then forget what day of the week it isdo this regularly for a weekthen forget what country you are inand practice doing it in companyfor a weekthen do them togetherfor a weekwith as few breaks as possible follow these by forgetting how… Continue reading W.S. Merwin

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For some time I thought there was timeand that there would always be timefor what I had a mind to doand what I could imaginegoing back to and finding itas I had found it the first timebut by this time I do not knowwhat I thought when I thought back then there is not time… Continue reading `W.S. Merwin

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W.S. Merwin

Long Afternoon Light Small roads written in sleep in the foothillshow long ago and I believed you were lostwith the bronze then deepening in the lightand the shy moss turning to itself holdingits own brightness above the badger’s pathwhile a single crow sailed west without a soundwe trust without giving it a thoughtmeredith rosethat we… Continue reading W.S. Merwin

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Place On the last day of the worldI would want to plant a tree what fornot the fruit the tree that bears the fruitis not the one that was planted I want the tree that standsin the earth for the first time with the sun alreadygoing down and the watertouching its roots in the earth… Continue reading W.S. Merwin

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Wild Oats Watching the first sunlighttouch the tops of the palmswhat could I ask All the beads have gonefrom the old stringand the string does not miss them The daughters of memorynever pronouncetheir own names In the language of heaventhe angel saidgo make your own garden I dream I am herein the morningand the dream… Continue reading W.S. Merwin

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W.S. Merwin

The late poems are the onesI turn to first nowfollowing a hope that keepsbeckoning mewaiting somewhere in the linesalmost in plain sight it is the late poemsthat are made of wordsthat have come the whole waythey have been there — W.S. Merwin, “Worn Words,” The Shadow of Sirius. (Copper Canyon Press, 2009)

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