Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Pulitzer Prize Winning Poem

Today we examine a poem by W.S. Merwin, winner of the 2009 Pulitzer Prize for poetry.

The Laughing Thrush

O nameless joy of the morning
tumbling upward note by note out of the night
and the hush of the dark valley
and out of whatever has not been there

song unquestioning and unbounded
yes this is the place and the one time
in the whole of before and
after with all of memory waking into it

and the lost visages that hover
around the edge of sleep
constant and clear
and the words that lately have fallen silent
to surface among the phrases of some future
if there is a future

here is where they all sing the first daylight
whether or not there is anyone listening

Copyright © 2008 W.S. Merwin

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