Who is Edwin Muir

Edwin Muir (15 May 1887 – 3 January 1959) was a Scottish poet, novelist and translator. Born on a farm in Deerness, a parish of Orkney, Scotland, he is remembered for his deeply felt and vivid poetry written in plain language and with few stylistic preoccupations. His wife, Willa Muir, translated the works of many German authors, including Franz Kafka. These were issued under their joint names, but his wife notes that he "only helped".

Biography Muir was born at the farm of Folly in Deerness, the same parish in which his mother was born. The family then moved to the island of Wyre, followed by the mainland of Orkney. In 1901, when he was 14, his father lost his farm, and the family moved to Glasgow. In quick succession his father, two brothers, and h...
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Edwin Muir Poems

  • They Could Not Tell Me Who Should Be My Lord
    They could not tell me who should be my lord,
    But I could read from every word they said
    The common thought: Perhaps that lord was dead,
    And only a story now and a wandering word. ...
  • Scotland 1941
    We were a tribe, a family, a people.
    Wallace and Bruce guard now a painted field,
    And all may read the folio of our fable,
    Peruse the sword, the sceptre and the shield. ...
  • The Child Dying
    Unfriendly friendly universe,
    I pack your stars into my purse,
    And bid you so farewell.
    That I can leave you, quite go out, ...
  • Robert The Bruce (to Douglas In Dying)
    'MY life is done, yet all remains,
    The breath has gone, the image not,
    The furious shapes once forged in heat
    Live on though now no longer hot. ...
  • Abraham
    The rivulet-loving wanderer Abraham
    Through waterless wastes tracing his fields of pasture
    Led his Chaldean herds and fattening flocks
    With the meandering art of wavering water ...
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Place 11 Great 10 Death 9 Time 8 Away 8 Face 7 Ancient 7 Long 7 World 7 Heart 7


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  • Stephenwatt_: ancient scottish blessing: may you be loved with the same intensity as edwin muir hated john knox
  • Amonochromdream: edwin muir being read by roath park lake in rain
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  • Maccocktail: "the life of every man is an endlessly repeated performance of the life of man." ― edwin muir (born this day, may 15, 1887)
  • Maccocktail: "the life of every man is an endlessly repeated performance of the life of man." ― edwin muir (born this day, may 15, 1887)
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How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights'
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How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights-
When people have put out the Lights
And everything that has an Inn
Closes the shutter and goes in-

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