“with the night falling we are saying thank you we are stopping on the bridge to bow from the railings we are running out of the glass rooms with our mouths full of food to look at the sky and… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share Image
“…Preserve my eyes, which are irreplaceable. Preserve my heart, veins, bones, Against the slow death building in them like hornets until the place is… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“all these years I have looked through your limbs to the river below and the roofs and the night and you were the way… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“The thing that makes poetry different from all other arts [is that] you're using language, which is what you use for everything else--telling lies… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“A BIRTHDAY Something continues and I don't know what to call it though the language is full of suggestions in the way of language… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“October" I remember how I would say, “I will gather These pieces together, Any minute now I will make A knife out of a… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“...The silence of a place where there were once horses is a mountain and I have seen by lightning that ever mountain once fell… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“In my youth I believed in somewhere else I put my faith in travel now I am becoming my own tree” — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“How beautiful you must be to have been able to lead me this far with only the sound of your going away” — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“I turned to the room and in the light from the street beheld one beautiful bare breast of a friend's friend gently rising and… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“…Let all lights but yours be nothing to me. Let the memory of tongues not unnerve me so that I stumble or quake. But… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“where will the meanings be when the words are forgotten will I see again where you are” — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“...Yes, now the roads themselves are shattered As though they had fallen from a height, and the sky Is cracked like varnish. Hard to… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
“Place" On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree what for not the fruit the tree that bears… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share
