Sunday, March 17, 2019

W.S. Merwin

1927 – 2019

Every year without knowing it 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

from W.S. Merwin's poem "For the Anniversary of My Death" from The Second Four Books of Poems (Port Townsend, Washington: Copper Canyon Press, 1993).

Photograph: Nancy Crampton for The Paris Review