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elizabethanism · an hour ago
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“even though the whole world is burning”
-WS Merwin, “Rain Light”
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Merwin, The Shadow of Sirius
(for which he won the Pulitzer that year)
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ofsweetgrass-andsurvival · 17 hours ago
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☆ 'recurring never to be touched again // whether by hand or understanding:
this endless longing that is only ours // orbiting even in our syllables -
familiar presence suddenly approaching // already turned away, reminder hidden in the names - why do you keep calling us as you do?' ☆
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adrasteiax · 2 days ago
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I want to tell what the forests were like I will have to speak in a forgotten language
W.S. Merwin, from Witness in “The Rain In The Trees"
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mrsclarkkent · 2 days ago
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(…) the long sunset of an endless summer
— W.S. Merwin, from Pastures in “The Rain in The Tree”
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elizabethanism · 3 days ago
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Night of four moons
and only one tree.
My love is spinning
on the point of a needle
-Federico García Lorca
“Modern poetry, for me, began not in English at all but in Spanish, in the poems of Lorca.” -W.S. Merwin, who gave us so many beautiful translations
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Beautiful
I loved poetry, even as a young child. Lorca in college was different. He was my first immersive, I must absorb it all, experience.
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adrasteiax · 4 days ago
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(…) the trees have risen one more time and the night wind makes them sound like the sea that is yet unknown the black clouds race over the moon the rain is falling on the last place
W.S. Merwin, from Rain At Night in “The Rain In The Trees"
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seekingstars · 4 days ago
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Variation on a Theme - W. S. Merwin
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adrasteiax · 5 days ago
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At night I dreamed that I was far away
W.S. Merwin, from Notes From A Journey in “The Rain In The Trees"
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birthday
A BIRTHDAY Something continues and I don't know what to call itthough the language is full of suggestions in the way of language but they are all anonymous and it's almost your birthday music next to my bones these nights we hear the horses running in the rain it stops and the moon comes out and we are still here the leaks in the roof go on dripping after the rain has passed smell of ginger flowers slips through the dark house down near the sea the slow heart of the beacon flashes the long way to you is still tied to me but it brought me to you I keep wanting to give you what is already yours it is the morning of the mornings together breath of summer oh my found one the sleep in the same current and each waking to you when I open my eyes you are what I wanted to see.” ― W.S. Merwin
[Happy Birthday Peter]
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cycles--of--life · 6 days ago
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Exercise
First forget what time it is for an hour do it regularly every day
then forget what day of the week it is do this regularly for a week then forget what country you are in and practice doing it in company for a week then do them together for a week with as few breaks as possible
follow these by forgetting how to add or to subtract it makes no difference you can change them around after a week both will help you later to forget how to count
forget how to count starting with your own age starting with how to count backward starting with even numbers starting with Roman numerals starting with fractions of Roman numerals starting with the old calendar going on to the old alphabet going on to the alphabet until everything is continuous again
go on to forgetting elements starting with water proceeding to earth rising in fire
forget fire
W.S.Merwin
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adrasteiax · 7 days ago
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(...) the long sunset of an endless summer
W.S. Merwin, from Pastures in “The Rain In The Trees"
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tinkercreek · 9 days ago
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W.S. Merwin 
as published in Poetry (December 1970)
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse?contentId=31752
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dk-thrive · 11 days ago
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but happiness has a shape made of air / it was never owned by anyone / it comes when it will in its own time
W.S. Merwin, from “December Morning,” Garden Time (Copper Canyon Press, 2016) (via The Vale of Soul-Making)
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adrasteiax · 12 days ago
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W.S. Merwin, from Utterance in “The Rain In The Trees"
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adrasteiax · 13 days ago
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If we are separated I will try to wait for you on your side of things your side of the wall and the water and of the light moving at its own speed
W.S. Merwin, from Travelling Together in “The Rain In The Trees"
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bostonpoetryslam · 14 days ago
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Deem yourself inevitable and take credit for it If you find you no longer believe enlarge the temple
W.S. Merwin, “A Scale in May,” from The Lice
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cithaerons · 17 days ago
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Pablo Neruda, So That You Will Hear Me (trans. Merwin)
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cycles--of--life · 18 days ago
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Cold Spring Morning
At times it has seemed that when I first came here it was an old self I recognized in the silent walls and the river far below but the self has no age as I knew even then and had known for longer than I could remember as the sky has no sky except itself this white morning in May with fog hiding the barns that are empty now and hiding the mossed limbs of gnarled walnut trees and the green pastures unfurled along the slope I know where they are and the birds that are hidden in their own calls in the cold morning I was not born here I come and go
W.S.Merwin
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thesmophorae · 20 days ago
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together at the end of the world
in time - w.s. merwin / rapture - emily axford / september 12, 2001 - x.j. kennedy / two comedians - edward hopper / perhaps the world ends here - joy harjo / as the world caves in - matt maltese / rural boys watch the apocalypse - keaton st. james
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thesecretinside96 · 28 days ago
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The day I put foot on the doorsteps and never looked back, I suddenly knew there would be a chance I’ll never see you again … and so it was , now every song is suddenly about you …
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