Echoing Light (William Stanley Merwin Poems)
When I was beginning to read I imaginedthat bridges had something to do with birdsand with what seemed to be ...
When I was beginning to read I imaginedthat bridges had something to do with birdsand with what seemed to be ...
Naturally it is night.Under the overturned lute with itsOne string I am going my wayWhich has a strange sound.This way ...
In the eveningall the hours that weren't usedare emptied outand the beggars are waiting to gather them upto open themto ...
The cold slope is standing in darknessBut the south of the trees is dry to the touchThe heavy limbs climb ...
There are threads of old sound heard over and overphrases of Shakespeare or Mozart the slenderwands of the auroras playing ...
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