Poetry is a way of looking at the world for the first time.

- W. S. Merwin

Now all my teachers are dead except silence.

- W. S. Merwin

We are asleep with compasses in our hands.

- W. S. Merwin

Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

- W. S. Merwin

Any work of art makes one very simple demand on anyone who genuinely wants to get in touch with it. And that is to stop. You've got to stop what you'…

- W. S. Merwin

I needed my mistakes in their order to get me here

- W. S. Merwin

I say to my breath once again, little breath come from in front of me, go away behind me, row me quietly now, as far as you can, for I am an abyss th…

- W. S. Merwin

Sitting over words Very late I have heard a kind of whispered sighing Not far Like a night wind in pines or like the sea in the dark The echo of …

- W. S. Merwin

From what we cannot hold the stars are made.

- W. S. Merwin