The day hanging by its feet with a hole
In its voice
And the light running into the sand
Here I am once again with my dry mouth
At the fountain of thistles
Preparing to sing.
– W. S. Merwin, from his book The Moving Target (Atheneum, 1963). Now found in The Second Four Books of Poems (Copper Canyon Press, 1993).
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