W.S. Merwin

Thanks but no thanks

  Thanks by W.S. Merwin   Listen with the night falling we are saying thank you we are stopping on the bridges to bow from the railings we are running out of the glass rooms with our mouths full of food to look at the sky and say thank you we are standing by the […]


Congratulations, Mr. Merwin

  poem is taped to trashcan Yesterday By W.S. Merwin   My friend says I was not a good son you understand I say yes I understand                                              – he says I did not go to see my parents very often you know and I say yes I know                                             – even when I was […]