William Stanley Merwin - The Speed Of Light

William Stanley Merwin - The Speed Of Light

So gradual in those summers was the going br of the age it seemed that the long days setting out br when the stars faded over the mountains were not br leaving us even as the birds woke in full song and the dew br glittered in the webs it appeared then that the clear morning br opening into the sky was something of ours br to have and keep and that the brightness we could not touch br and the air we could not hold had come to be there all the time br for us and would never be gone and that the axle br we did not hear was not turning when the ancient car br coughed in the roofer's barn and rolled out echoing br first thing into the lane and the only tractor br in the village rumbled and went into its rusty br mutterings before heading out of its lean-to br into the cow pats and the shadow of the lime tree br we did not see that the swallows flashing and the sparks br of their cries were fast in the spokes of the hollow br wheel that was turning and turning us taking us br all away as one with the tires of the baker's van br where the wheels of bread were stacked like days in calendars br coming and going all at once we did not hear br the rim of the hour in whatever we were saying br or touching all day we thought it was there and would stay br it was only as the afternoon lengthened on its br dial and the shadows reached out farther and farther br from everything that we began to listen for what br might be escaping us and we heard high voices ringing br the village at sundown calling their animals home br and then the bats after dark and the silence on its roadbr br William Stanley Merwinbr br


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