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Anonymous, from Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011
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Clouds fly into the moon wind full of blossoms
Anonymous, from Japanese Figures in “Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011”
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Oh girl among the roses, (...) I can love you only with kisses and poppies, with garlands wet with rain,
Pablo Neruda, from Ode With A Lament in “Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011”
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Spring rain the day ending I linger with it
Yosa Buson, from Looking Across The Field in “Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011”
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A smile flowered on her.
Anonymous, from Berber Song in “Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011”
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Little star of heaven Lend me your brightness, For the life of this world Is a dark night.
Anonymous, from Bean Flower in “Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011”
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Wait, wait; do not run; wait for me in the dead water by the lily that the moon makes out of light; with the water that flows from the infinite into your white hand!
Juan Ramon Jimenez, from Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011
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One shadowy wish to restore the spring world: a plum blossom already open on the hill.
Ngo Chi Lan, from Winter in “Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011”
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What is the use of grieving if nobody will listen
Anonymous, from Three Pampas Indian Songs in “Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011”
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I feel my heart to which rest will not come
Liu Che, from Oh The Sound Of Her Silk Sleeves in “Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011”
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I wake and my bed is gleaming with moonlight Frozen into the dazzling whiteness I look up To the moon herself And lie thinking of home
Li Po, from Quiet Night Thoughts in “Selected Translations By W.S. Merwin: 1948-2011”
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