William Stanley Merwin Quotes

The sea curling, Star-climbed, wind-combed, cumbered with itself still As at first it was, is the hand no yet contented Of the Creator. And he waits for the world to begin.
William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. Leviathan (l. 36-39). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
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This is the black sea-brute bulling through wave-wrack,
William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. Leviathan (l. 1). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
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Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle.
William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. Separation (l. 1-2). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.
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The ghosts of the villages trail in the sky Making a new twilight
William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. The Asians Dying (l. 8-9). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
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Rain falls into the open eyes of the dead Again again with its pointless sound When the moon finds them they are the color of everything
William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. The Asians Dying (l. 10-12). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
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Where he gets his spirits It's a mystery. But the stuff keeps him musical:
William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. The Drunk in the Furnace (l. 15-16). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.
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all afternoon Their witless offspring flock like piped rats to its siren Crescendo, and agape on the crumbling ridge Stand in a row and learn.
William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. The Drunk in the Furnace (l. 25-28). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.
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Every year without knowing it I have passed the day When the last fires will wave to me
William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. For the Anniversary of My Death (l. 1-2). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
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Then I will no longer Find myself in life as in a strange garment
William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. For the Anniversary of My Death (l. 6-7). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
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