William Stanley Merwin
Biography of William Stanley Merwin
William Stanley Merwin (born 30 September 1927 ) is an American poet. He made a name for himself as an anti-war poet during the 1960s. Later, he would evolve toward mythological themes and develop a unique prosody characterized by indirect narration and the absence of punctuation. In the 80s and 90s, Merwin's interest in Buddhist philosophy and deep ecology also influenced his writing. He continues to write prolifically, though he also dedicates significant time to the restoration of rainforests in Hawaii, where he currently resides.
Merwin has received many honors, including the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry (in both 1971 and 2009) and the Tanning Prize, one of the highest honors bestowed by the Academy of American Poets, as well as the Golden Wreath of the Struga Poetry Evenings.
In 1952 Merwin's first book of poetry, A Mask for Janus, was published in the Yale Younger Poets Series. W. H. Auden selected the work for that distinction. Later, in 1971 Auden and Merwin would exchange harsh words in the pages of The New York Review of Books. Merwin had published "On Being Awarded the Pulitzer Prize" in the June 3, 1971 issue of The New York Review of Books outlining his objections to the Vietnam War and stating that he was donating his prize money to the draft resistance movement. Auden responded in his letter "Saying No" published in the July 1, 1971 issue stating that the Pulitzer Prize jury was not a political body with any ties to the American foreign policy.
From 1956 to 1957 Merwin was also playwright-in-residence at the Poet's Theatre in Cambridge, Massachusetts; he became poetry editor at The Nation in 1962. Besides being a prolific poet (he has published over fifteen volumes of his works) he is also a respected translator of Spanish, French, Italian and Latin poetry, including Dante's Purgatorio.
Merwin is probably best known for his poetry about the Vietnam War, and can be included among the canon of Vietnam War-era poets which includes such luminaries as Robert Bly, Adrienne Rich, Denise Levertov, Robert Lowell, Allen Ginsberg and Yusef Komunyakaa. In 1998, Merwin wrote Folding Cliffs: A Narrative, an ambitious novel-in-verse about Hawaiian history and legend.
Merwin's early subjects were frequently tied to mythological or legendary themes, while many of the poems featured animals, which were treated as emblems in the manner of William Blake. A volume called The Drunk in the Furnace (1960) marked a change for Merwin, in that he began to write in a much more autobiographical way. The title-poem is about Orpheus, seen as an old drunk. 'Where he gets his spirits / it's a mystery', Merwin writes; 'But the stuff keeps him musical'. Another powerful poem of this period is 'Odysseus', which reworks the traditional theme in a way that plays off poems by Stevens and Graves on the same topic.
In the 1960s Merwin began to experiment boldly with metrical irregularity. His poems became much less tidy and controlled. He played with the forms of indirect narration typical of this period, a self-conscious experimentation explained in an essay called 'On Open Form' (1969). The Lice (1967) and The Carrier of Ladders (1970) remain his most influential volumes. These poems often used legendary subjects (as in 'The Hydra' or 'The Judgment of Paris') to explore highly personal themes.
In Merwin's later volumes, such as The Compass Flower (1977), Opening the Hand (1983), and The Rain in the Trees (1988), one sees him transforming earlier themes in fresh ways, developing an almost Zen-like indirection. His latest poems are densely imagistic, dream-like, and full of praise for the natural world. He has lived in Hawaii since the 1970s, and one sees the influence of this tropical landscape everywhere in the recent poems, though the landscape remains emblematic and personal. Migration (Copper Canyon Press, 2005) won the 2005 National Book Award for poetry. A life-long friend of James Wright, Merwin's elegy to him appears in the 2008 volume From the Other World: Poems in Memory of James Wright.
The Shadow of Sirius, published in 2008 by Copper Canyon Press, was awarded the 2009 Pulitzer Prize for poetry.
William Stanley Merwin's Works:
Poetry - collections
1952: A Mask for Janus, New Haven, Connecticut: Yale University Press; awarded the Yale Younger Poets Prize, 1952 (reprinted as part of The First Four Books of Poems, 1975)
1954: The Dancing Bears, New Haven, Connecticut: Yale University Press (reprinted as part of The First Four Books of Poems, 1975)
1956: Green with Beasts, New York: Knopf (reprinted as part of The First Four Books of Poems, 1975)
1960: The Drunk in the Furnace, New York: Macmillan (reprinted as part of The First Four Books of Poems, 1975)
1963: The Moving Target, New York: Atheneum
1966: Collected Poems, New York: Atheneum
1967: The Lice, New York: Atheneum
1969: Animae, San Francisco: Kayak
1970: The Carrier of Ladders, New York: Atheneum; awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1971)
1970: Signs, illustrated by A. D. Moore; Iowa City, Iowa: Stone Wall Press
1973: Writings to an Unfinished Accompaniment, New York: Atheneum
1975: The First Four Books of Poems, containing A Mask for Janus, The Dancing Bears, Green with Beasts, and The Drunk in the Furnace, New York: Atheneum; (reprinted in 2000, Port Townsend, Washington: Copper Canyon Press)
1977: The Compass Flower, New York: Atheneum
1978: Feathers From the Hill, Iowa City, Iowa: Windhover
1982: Finding the Islands, San Francisco: North Point Press
1983: Opening the Hand, New York: Atheneum
1988: The Rain in the Trees, New York: Knopf
1988: Selected Poems, New York: Atheneum
1993: The Second Four Books of Poems, Port Townsend, Washington: Copper Canyon Press
1993: Travels: Poems, New York: Knopf winner of the 1993 Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize
1996: The Vixen: Poems, New York: Knopf
1997: Flower and Hand: Poems, 1977-1983 Port Townsend, Washington: Copper Canyon Press
1998: The Folding Cliffs: A Narrative, a "novel-in-verse" New York: Knopf
1999: The River Sound: Poems, New York: Knopf
2001: The Pupil, New York: Knopf
2005: Migration: New and Selected Poems, awarded the National Book Award for Poetry in 2005; Port Townsend, Washington: Copper Canyon Press
2005: Present Company, Port Townsend, Washington: Copper Canyon Press
2008: The Shadow of Sirius, (awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 2009; Port Townsend, Washington: Copper Canyon Press)
"Alba" The New Yorker 84/35 (3 November 2008) : 86
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William Stanley Merwin Poems
For The Anniversary Of My Death
Every year without knowing it I have passed the day When the last fires will wave to me And the silence will set out Tireless traveller
Naturally it is night. Under the overturned lute with its One string I am going my way Which has a strange sound.
My friends without shields walk on the target It is late the windows are breaking
It Is March
It is March and black dust falls out of the books Soon I will be gone The tall spirit who lodged here has Left already
The cold slope is standing in darkness But the south of the trees is dry to the touch The heavy limbs climb into the moonlight bearing feathers
For A Coming Extinction
Gray whale Now that we are sinding you to The End That great god Tell him
How long ago the day is when at last I look at it with the time it has taken to be there still in it
When You Go Away
When you go away the wind clicks around to the north The painters work all day but at sundown the paint falls Showing the black walls The clock goes back to striking the same hour
Beggars And Kings
In the evening all the hours that weren't used are emptied out and the beggars are waiting to gather them up
Before The Flood
Why did he promise me that we would build ourselves an ark all by ourselves out in back of the house
The Burnt Child
Matches among other things that were not allowed never would be lying high in a cool blue box that opened in other hands and there they all were
There in the fringe of trees between the upper field and the edge of the one below it that runs above the valley one time I heard in the early
By this part of the century few are left who believe in the animals for they are not there in the carved parts of them served on plates and the pleas from the slatted trucks are sounds of shadows that possess no future
The River Of Bees
In a dream I returned to the river of bees Five orange trees by the bridge and Beside two mills my house Into whose courtyard a blind man followed
with the night falling we are saying thank you
we are stopping on the bridges to bow from the railings
we are running out of the glass rooms
with our mouths full of food to look at the sky
and say thank you
we are standing by the water thanking it
smiling by the windows looking out
in our directions