William Stanley Merwin

(September 30, 1927 / New York / United States)

December Night - Poem by William Stanley Merwin

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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
I came to watch these
White plants older at night
The oldest
Come first to the ruins

And I hear magpies kept awake by the moon
The water flows through its
Own fingers without end

Tonight once more
I find a single prayer and it is not for men


Comments about December Night by William Stanley Merwin

  • Brian Jani (5/16/2014 5:24:00 PM)


    Stanley Amazing showcase of poetry, keep it up (Report) Reply

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  • (12/27/2007 8:08:00 AM)


    This is a very beautiful poem. I love how it paints a picture in you head. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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