James Merrill
James Merrill
James Ingram Merrillwas an American poet whose awards include the Pulitzer Prize for Poetryfor Divine Comedies. His poetry falls into two distinct bodies of work: the polished and formalist lyric poetry of his early career, and the epic narrative of occult communication with spirits and angels, titled The Changing Light at Sandover, which dominated his later career. Although most of his published work was poetry, he also wrote essays, fiction, and plays...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth3 March 1926
CountryUnited States of America
Free me, I pray, to go in search of joysUnembroidered by your high, soft voice,Along that stony path the senses pave.
Free me, I pray, to go in search of joys Unembroidered by your high, soft voice, Along that stony path the senses pave.
I'd like to think the scientists need us - but do they? Did Newton need Blake?
Knowing some Greek helped defuse forbidding words - not that I counted much on using them. You'll find only trace elements of this language in the poem.
He puts his right hand lightly on the cup, I put my left, leaving the right free to transcribe, and away we go. We get, oh, 500 to 600 words an hour. Better than gasoline.
Before trying a novel I wrote a couple of plays.
The simplest science book is over my head.
Arthur Young's Reflexive Universe - fascinating but too schematic to fit into my scheme. The most I could hope for was a sense of the vocabulary and some possible images.
And, as I have said, it's made me think twice about the imagination. If the spirits aren't external, how astonishing the mediums become! Victor Hugo said of his voices that they were like his own mental powers multiplied by five.
But those two plays left me on fresh terms with language. I didn't always have to speak in my own voice.
In life, there are no perfect affections.
The day is breaking someone else's heart.
Strange about parents. We have such easy access to them and such daunting problems of communication.
At college I'd seen my dead frog's limbs twitch under some applied stimulus or other - seen, but hadn't believed. Didn't dream of thinking beyond or around what I saw.