Poems by James Merrill
The Victor Dog
... He's man's--no--he's the Leiermann's best friend,Or would be if hearing and listening were the same ...
Voices from the Other World
... but tossed Till sunrise striped the rumpled sheets with gold ...
Mirror
... I did. The room brimmed with gray sound, all the instreaming ...
Another April
... Through them, an x-ray sheerness billowing, and I have risen ...
Manos Karastefanes
... I've brought you a white cheese ...
Log
... What could be made of you but light, and this ...
An Urban Convalescence
... Head bowed, at the shrine of noise, let me try to recall ...
The Puzzle is no Puzzle
... When the puzzle finally arrives, after days of waiting, it is described in detail: ...
A mysterious epigraph
... These days which, like yourself, ...
