In Memory Of W. S. Mervin   2 comments

Clouds (1 of 1)-4 blog“Forgetting Clouds” — Image by kenne

Forgetting Clouds

The quiet morning has a few cloud friends 
that are gone when I look for them again 
in this one summer to which I have come 
after everything that I remember 
what can I call it before it has gone 
it does not hear me and does not know me 
it passes without seeing I am here 
it is only me going my own way 
there is no one else who can forget it

— W. S. Mervin

“W. S. Merwin, a formidable American poet who for more than 60 years labored under a formidable poetic yoke: the imperative of using language — an inescapably concrete presence on the printed page — to conjure absence, silence and nothingness, died on Friday at his home near Haiku-Pauwela, Hawaii. He was 91.” New York Times, March 15, 2019

 

 

2 responses to “In Memory Of W. S. Mervin

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  1. Yet another pen falls silent.

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  2. For sure!

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