w. s. merwin


martie 17, 2019 by admin

Mai actual ca oricând, deși a murit pe data de 15 martie, 2019, la 91 de ani. O voce imposibil de ignorat din poezia contemporană, înțeleasă ca formă activă de radiografiere a fisurilor și pericolelor suicidare ale umanității.

For a Coming Extinction

Gray whale
Now that we are sending you to The End
That great god
Tell him
That we who follow you invented forgiveness
And forgive nothing
I write as though you could understand
And I could say it
One must always pretend something
Among the dying
When you have left the seas nodding on their stalks
Empty of you
Tell him that we were made
On another day
The bewilderment will diminish like an echo
Winding along your inner mountains
Unheard by us
And find its way out
Leaving behind it the future
And ours
When you will not see again
The whale calves trying the light
Consider what you will find in the black garden
And its court
The sea cows the Great Auks the gorillas
The irreplaceable hosts ranged countless
And fore-ordaining as stars
Our sacrifices
Join your word to theirs
Tell him
That it is we who are important.
Sursa: aici


  1. Ramona B. spune:

    Bună. Îmi place mult Merwin. Ce mai faci, Teo? Mă bucur pentru tine.

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