Winter 2002 • Vol. XXIV No. 1 Poetry |

Under the Day

To come back like autumn to the moss on the stones after many seasons to recur as a face backlit on the surface of a dark pool one day after the year has turned from the summer it saw while the first yellow leaves stare from their forgetting and the branches grow spare is to waken backward down through the still water knowing without touching all that was ever there and has been forgotten and recognize without name or understanding without believing or holding or direction in the way that we see at each moment the air 

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W. S. Merwin was appointed United States Poet Laureate by the Librarian of Congress in July 2010. He lives, writes, and gardens in Hawaii, on the island of Maui. He has spent the last thirty years planting nineteen acres with over eight hundred species of palm, creating a sustainable forest. The property has recently been turned into a conservancy, the Merwin Conservancy.

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