W.S.Merwin’s Message to Po Chu-I (and misunderstanding)
Thursday, March 4th, 2010Happiness inexpressive sometimes can be very simple: overhearing someone speaking the accent of your hometown in a metro station eight thousands miles away from the small village, or encountering W.S.Merwin’s new poem A Message to Po Chu-I on the front page of the New Yorker’s site.
A Message to Po Chu-I
by W. S. Merwin
In that tenth winter of your exile (more…)