Composed as he lost his eyesight, W.S. Merwin's final and exquisite book
brims with longing, loss, and unanswerable questions. In Garden Time,
Merwin's luminous, ethereal voice gently interrogates mortality; at the
very end of his life, he sings lovingly to a tireless world--although
not without trepidation. When he could no longer see well enough to
write, he dictated his poems to his wife, Paula. The result is a book
contemplative and delicate, tender and melancholy. In this gorgeous,
mindful, and life-affirming book, our greatest poet channels energy from
his memories and deep connection to the world so as to remind us that
"The only hope is to be the daylight."