31 December 2011

For some time I thought there was time

Thrush, House of Livia, Rome


For some time I thought there was time
and that there would always be time
for what I had a mind to do
and what I could imagine
going back to and finding it
as I had found it the first time
but by this time I do not know
what I thought when I thought back then

there is no time yet it grows less
there is the sound of rain at night
arriving unknown in the leaves
once without before or after
then I hear the thrush waking
at daybreak singing the new song

                                 W. S. Merwin 

From the New Yorker, December 12, 2011, p. 42.

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