We are asleep with compasses in our hands.
We are not born to survive. Only to live. - W. S. Merwin
We are not born to survive. Only to live.
- W. S. Merwin
Poetry is a way of looking at the world for the first time. - W. S. Merwin
Poetry is a way of looking at the world for the first time.
Now all my teachers are dead except silence. - W. S. Merwin
Now all my teachers are dead except silence.
I needed my mistakes in their order to get me here - W. S. Merwin
I needed my mistakes in their order to get me here
Obviously a garden is not the wilderness but an assembly of shapes, most of them living, that owes some share of its composition, it’s appearance, to… - W. S. Merwin
Obviously a garden is not the wilderness but an assembly of shapes, most of them living, that owes some share of its composition, it’s appearance, to…
Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color. - W. S. Merwin
Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.
We are asleep with compasses in our hands. - 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
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'…
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
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…
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