Wednesday, July 19, 2017

beginning (it is north everywhere)


Long before spring
king of the black cranes
rises one day
from the black
needle’s eye
on the white plain
under the white sky
the crown turns
and the eye
drilled clear through his head
it is north everywhere
come out he says
come out then
the light is not yet
it is a long way
to the first
come even so
we will start
bring your nights with you

—W.S. Merwin
The Carriers of Ladders,
Pulitzer Prize for poetry, 1971

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