Thursday, December 21, 2023

The Morning


Would I love it this way if it could last
 would I love it this way if it
 were the whole sky the one heaven
 or if I could believe it belonged to me
 a possession that was mine alone
 or if I imagined that it noticed me
 recognized me and may have come to see me
 out of all the mornings that I never knew
 and all those that I have forgotten
 would I love it this way if I were somewhere else
 or if I were younger for the first time
or if these very birds were not singing
 or I could not hear them or see their trees
 would I love it this way if I were in pain
 red torment of body or gray void of grief
 would I love it this way if I knew
 that I would remember anything that is
 here now anything anything

 --W.S. Merwin

Happy Holidays

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