Edwin Muir

(15 May 1887 – 3 January 1959 / Orkney / Scotland)

Merlin - Poem by Edwin Muir

O Merlin in your crystal cave
Deep in the diamond of the day,
Will there ever be a singer
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Comments about Merlin by Edwin Muir

  • Seema Jayaraman (10/3/2015 12:52:00 PM)

    luv to read stories of Merlin, how he pops up unexpected even in poems to weave his magik.. (Report) Reply

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  • (10/3/2015 8:40:00 AM)

    Love the alliteration in the second line and the crystal and diamond transport me to Merlin's cave, filled with clinging bottles and glass that hag from the ceiling. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (10/3/2015 7:31:00 AM)

    Great questions even Merlin the magician can't change ever in the world! (Report) Reply

  • (5/12/2008 3:25:00 AM)

    The opening lines of this poem are so resonant and memorable that on hot clear days they automatically come to mind. The sense of the mythic - of a memory unimaginably long - echoes through the poem along with a deep sense of longing and loss. It is an elegy for lost worlds and kingdoms and at the same time contains the idea of their impossibility. A wonderfully evocative poem, musical, sad and sweet. (Report) Reply

    (12/14/2017 4:31:00 PM)

    Jan Dean. Your comment is, itself, a poem. Well done.

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