To The New Year Poem by William Stanley Merwin

To The New Year

With what stillness at last
you appear in the valley
your first sunlight reaching down
to touch the tips of a few
high leaves that do not stir
as though they had not noticed
and did not know you at all
then the voice of a dove calls
from far away in itself
to the hush of the morning

so this is the sound of you
here and now whether or not
anyone hears it this is
where we have come with our age
our knowledge such as it is
and our hopes such as they are
invisible before us
untouched and still possible

Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: january,new year
Narayan Lama Aviral Yatree 10 January 2016

It seems as though your poem was born in the nature itself because you have personified all things around including the new year itself. All the personified things seem as if they are ready to talk to the humans. This has really become a live poem. In simple but poetic language, you have touched the apex of your emotions.

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Kelly Kurt 24 March 2015

Well written. Thanks for sharing.

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William Stanley Merwin

William Stanley Merwin

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