Who is William Stanley Merwin

William Stanley Merwin (September 30, 1927 – March 15, 2019) was an American poet who wrote more than fifty books of poetry and prose, and produced many works in translation. During the 1960s anti-war movement, Merwin's unique craft was thematically characterized by indirect, unpunctuated narration. In the 1980s and 1990s, his writing influence derived from an interest in Buddhist philosophy and deep ecology. Residing in a rural part of Maui, Hawaii, he wrote prolifically and was dedicated to the restoration of the island's rainforests.

Merwin received many honors, including the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1971 and 2009; the National Book Award for Poetry in 2005, and the Tanning Prize—one of the highest honors bestowed by the Academy of American Poets—as well as the Golden...
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William Stanley Merwin Poems

  • Some Last Questions
    What is the head
    A. Ash
    What are the eyes
    A. The wells have fallen in and have ...
  • Remembering
    There are threads of old sound heard over and over
    phrases of Shakespeare or Mozart the slender
    wands of the auroras playing out from them
    into dark time the passing of a few ...
  • The Burnt Child
    Matches among other things that were not allowed
    never would be
    lying high in a cool blue box
    that opened in other hands and there they all were ...
  • A Letter To Ruth Stone
    Now that you have caught sight
    of the other side of darkness
    the invisible side
    so that you can tell ...
  • Beggars And Kings
    In the evening
    all the hours that weren't used
    are emptied out
    and the beggars are waiting to gather them up ...
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Time 11 Night 10 Light 10 Never 10 Long 9 Black 8 Dark 8 Silence 7 Remember 7 Morning 7

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Timdski: rip, william stanley merwin
Momiramonika: every year without knowing i have passed the day when the last fires will wave to me and the silence will set out tireless traveler like the beam of a lightless star ~ ~ william stanley merwin ~ 30.9.1927-15.3.2019 foto: michael shainblum
_iamrilya: your absence has gone through me like thread through a needle. everything i do is stitched with its color. by william stanley merwin
Happy_at_home_: every year without knowing it i have passed the day. -william stanley merwin “for the anniversary of my death” 1967 “love and death” francisco goya 1799
Everytitlecincy: opening the hand : poems—merwin, w. s. (william stanley), 1927-2019 1983 book | 811.54 m576 h items: 2 | circs: 6 | last circ: 5/2019
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The Convalescent Gripster
 by Eugene Field

The gods let slip that fiendish grip
Upon me last week Sunday-
No fiercer storm than racked my form
E'er swept the Bay of Fundy;
But now, good-by
To drugs, say I-
Good-by to gnawing sorrow;
I am up to-day,

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