The movement and music of these poems is so involving that it's easy to miss their underlying world view. Everything is connected, and everything is also always in motion. If Merwin were a philosopher, we would call him a pre-Socraticand place him alongside Heraclitus: "Even if I were to return it would not be / the place we came to one evening down a narrow lane / […] leading down to the edge of a small river" as his poem 'Still' says. If Merwin were a physicist he would belong with Robert Brown of Brownian motion.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
… The Moon Before Morning by WS Merwin review – beautiful | Books | The Guardian. (Hat tip, Rus Bowden.)