Then, in "To Duty," he acknowledges the power of an inborn or developed sense of duty in or on who we are and how we face life. And though he treats it as a force unto itself, he leaves each of us to sort out whether this sometimes dominating sense of duty is a quality or product of our inborn personality, or the influence of life-learning and training in shaping it. That's what I hear and feel in his verse today, but tomorrow, perhaps more. From W.S. Merwin:
To Waiting
You spend so much of your time
expecting to become
someone else
always someone
who will be different
someone to whom a moment
whatever moment it may be
at last has come
and who has been
met and transformed
into no longer being you
and so has forgotten you
meanwhile in your life
meanwhile in your life
you hardly notice
the world around you
lights changing
sirens dying along the buildings
your eyes intent
on a sight you do not see yet
not yet there
as long as you
are only yourself
with whom as you
with whom as you
recall you were
never happy
to be left alone for long
To Duty
Oh dear
Where do you keep yourself
To Duty
Oh dear
Where do you keep yourself
whose least footstep wakens
all those sentences
that begin I thought
what makes you so sure
what makes you so sure
as you lay claim
to the cloudless sky of morning
assuming the grammar of the hours
assuming the grammar of the hours
and whatever they
are supposed to be saying
even if we try
to imagine what life
would be like without you
you who do not
you who do not
seem to listen
you who insist
without a sound
you who know better
even better you say
even better you say
than nature herself
you who tell us
you who tell us
over and over
who we are
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