Summer 1956 • Vol. XVIII No. 3 Poetry |

The Nine Days of Creation

The first day of CreationAll things, love, alone were,Darkness the lonely creature;Clove us then Love with good lightFor two can be together,And partly we were bright,Each other so to look on. The second day of CreationBut water was our bodyIn one place that lay;Sundered us then LoveAnd part raised firm, that weThe hard sky too might haveAnd be both up and down. The third day of CreationFramed Love from our same seaThe good land to broach drily;Sometime was I seed,But, love, you first were a tree;In your fruit I was glad,You from my joy green. The fourth day of Creation,That sing might we,As the sun Love shaped meAnd you the moon there shining;Stars also and planets weThen together singingAnd the song one. The fifth day of CreationLove, to multiply,Formed us fish in sea,Beasts for the wood,Fowls to fly;We went as we would,And sense to joy in. The sixth day of CreationLove was a wind highIn the dust that was dry,Male and female that made usWith a word suddenly,So our w

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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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