James Merrill

(3 March 1926 – 6 February 1995 / New York City, New York)

Log - Poem by James Merrill

Then when the flame forked like a sudden path
I gasped and stumbled, and was less.
Density pulsing upward, gauze of ash,
Dear light along the way to nothingness,
What could be made of you but light, and this?


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  • Fabrizio Frosini (2/7/2016 4:37:00 PM)


    Log

    Then when the flame forked like a sudden path
    I gasped and stumbled, and was less.
    Density pulsing upward, gauze of ash,
    Dear light along the way to nothingness,
    What could be made of you but light, and this?

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    Ceppo

    Poi, quando la fiamma si biforcò come un sentiero improvviso
    Rimasi senza fiato ed incespicai, e venni meno.
    Densità pulsante verso l'alto, velo di cenere,
    Cara luce lungo la strada del nulla,
    Di cosa potresti essere fatto tu, se non di luce, e questo?
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 9, 2012



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