This week I want to share a poem by W.S. Merwin called “Green Fields”.
What interests me most about Merwin’s poetry is the way it reflects his philosophy and spirituality. As a younger poet, his poems were metrical, muscular and restrained. After becoming enamored with Buddhism, he began to experiment with metrical irregularity and indirect narration, casting off punctuation altogether. His poems took on a much freer quality, even becoming dream-like. They are suggestions more than anything else, lucid landscapes full of meaning.
Merwin, whose interests in deep ecology are evident in his writing, now lives in Hawaii, cultivating rare palm trees. Read more of his poetry here.