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A Renewal

James Merrill

Having used every subterfuge
To shake you, lies, fatigue, or even that of passion,
Now I see no way but a clean break.
I add that I am willing to bear the guilt.

You nod assent. Autumn turns windy, huge,
A clear vase of dry leaves vibrating on and on.
We sit, watching. When I next speak
Love buries itself in me, up to the hilt.

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"A Renewal" from Selected Poems 1946-1985 by James Merrill. Copyright © 1992. Reprinted with the permission of Alfred A. Knopf, Inc.

 

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