Sunday, November 18, 2012

Sunday Poetry: W. S. Merwin


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
migrants high in the night far from the ancient flocks
far from the rest of the words far from the instruments

--W. S. Merwin


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