W.S. Merwin :"From the Start " and "The Laughing Thrush"
From the Start Who did I think was listening when I wrote down the words in pencil at the beginning words for singing to music I did not know and people I did not know would read them and stand to sing them already knowing them while they sing they have no names -W.S. Merwin "The laughing Thrush" O nameless joy of the morning tumbling upward note by note out of the night and the hush of the dark valley and out of whatever has not been there song unquestioning and unbounded yes this is the place and the one time in the whole of before and after with all of memory waking into it and the lost visages that hover around the edge of sleep constant and clear and the words that lately have fallen silent to surface among the phrases of some future if there is a future here is where they all sing the first daylight whether or not there is anyone listening