William Morris Meredith Jr.
William Morris Meredith Jr. Poems
- Rhode Island Here at the seashore they use the clouds over ...
- Parents What it must be like to be an angel or a squirrel, ...
- Navy Field Limped out of the hot sky a hurt plane, Held off,...
- Accidents Of Birth Spared by a car or airplane crash ...
- Starlight Going abruptly into a starry night It is ignorance...
- Thoughts On One’s Head A person is very self-conscious about ...
- Notes For An Elegy The alternative to flying is ...
an American poet and educator. He was Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 1978 to 1980.
Meredith was born in New York City to William Morris Meredith, Sr. and Nelley Keyser. He began writing while a college student at Princeton University where with his first volume of poetry Love Letter from an Impossible Land he was selected by Archibald MacLeish for publication as part of Yale Series of Younger Poets Competition. He graduated magna cum laude from Princeton in 1940, writing a senior thesis on Robert Frost.
He worked briefly for the New York Times before joining the United ... more »
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Here at the seashore they use the clouds over & over
again, like the rented animals in Aïda.
In the late morning the land breeze
turns and now the extras are driving
all the white elephants the other way.
What language are the children shouting in?
He is lying on the beach listening.
The sand knocks like glass, struck by bare heels.
He tries to remember snow noise.
Would powder snow ping like that?
But you don't lie with your ear to powder snow.
Why doesn't the girl who takes care
of the children, a Yale girl without flaw,
know the difference...