TO THE NEW YEAR With what stillness at last you appear in the valley your first sunlight reaching down to touch the tips of a few high leaves that do not stir as though they had not noticed and did not know you at all then the voice of a dove calls from far […] Read More
“Lights Out” by W.S. Merwin
LIGHTS OUT The old grieving autumn goes on calling to its summer the valley is calling to other valleys beyond the ridge each star is roaring alone into darkness there is not a sound in the whole night – W.S. Merwin, from his Pulitzer Prize-winning book The Shadow of Sirius (2008, Copper Canyon Press). Used […] Read More
“The Veil of May” by W.S. Merwin
THE VEIL OF MAY No more than a week and the leaves have all come out on the ash trees now they are more than half open on the ancient walnuts standing alone in the field reaching up through the mute amazement of age they have uncurled on the oaks from hands small as […] Read More
