Poems by William Stanley Merwin
To the Light of September
... that have fallen through the night ...
Far Company
... though it must have been where my eyes were then ...
Song of Three Smiles
... Your heart loves harbors ...
To Luck
... who are secret as the day when it comes ...
The Asians Dying
... When the forests have been destroyed their darkness remains ...
The Way to the River
... Be here I am no longer ashamed of time it is too brief its hands ...
Identity
... and for feeling along the dark undersides ...
In Time
... when we heard those explosions not far away ...
