Saturday, November 8, 2014

dew light








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Now in the blessed days of more and less
when the news about time is that each day

there is less of it I know none of that
as I walk out through the early garden

only the day and I are here with no
before or after and the dew looks up
without a number or a present age



W. S. Merwin







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