I BRING YOU A BOOK IT’S NAMED DIABLO

‘The Thinking Machines of Tomorrow’ W.S. Merwin

“The poems of Merwin’s mature career seemed to have been delivered unto him, then transcribed by lightning flash.” Dan Chiasson

from The New Yorker, November 29, 1969

The most beautiful sentence I’ve ever read.

“It was hot,
the flies were persistent and teasing,
and it was pleasant to reflect
that it would soon be evening.”

 

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Please download and share with friends. Read it on the bus. Read it on the toilet. Read it in a cave. Read it upside down. Read it instead of watching Curb Your Enthusiasm. Read it out loud in a French accent at your next open mic night! It’s unrhymed rap music with photographs that I made just for you.