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W.S. Merwin is a
 major American writer whose poetry, translations, and prose have won 
praise since W.H. Auden awarded his first book, A Mask for Janus (1952),
 the Yale Younger Poets Prize. Though that first book reflected the 
formalism of the period, Merwin eventually became known for an 
impersonal, open style that eschewed punctuation. Writing in the 
Guardian, Jay Parini described Merwin’s mature style as “his own kind of
 free verse, [where] he layered image upon bright image, allowing the 
lines to hang in space, largely without punctuation, without rhymes . . .
 with a kind of graceful urgency.” Although Merwin’s writing has 
undergone stylistic changes through the course of his career, a 
recurring theme is man’s separation from nature. The poet sees the 
consequences of that alienation as disastrous, both for the human race 
and for the rest of the world. Merwin, who is a practicing Buddhist as 
well as a proponent of deep ecology, has lived since the late 1970s on 
an old pineapple plantation in Hawaii which he has painstakingly 
restored to its original rainforest state.
Merwin was born
 in New York City in 1927 and raised in New Jersey and Scranton, 
Pennsylvania, the son of a Presbyterian minister. Of his development as a
 writer, Merwin once said, “I started writing hymns for my father almost
 as soon as I could write at all, illustrating them . . . But the first 
real writers that held me were not poets: Conrad first, and then 
Tolstoy, and it was not until I had received a scholarship and gone away
 to the university that I began to read poetry steadily and try 
incessantly, and with abiding desperation, to write it.”  Merwin 
attended Princeton University and studied with R.P. Blackmur and John 
Berryman. After graduating in 1948, he continued as a post-graduate 
student of Romance languages and eventually traveled through much of 
Europe, translating poetry and working as a tutor, including for the son
 of poet Robert Graves. Merwin’s early collections—especially A Mask for
 Janus—reflect the influence of Graves and the medieval poetry Merwin 
was translating at the time.
Indeed, the 
poetic forms of many eras and societies are the foundation for a great 
deal of Merwin’s poetry. His first books contain many pieces inspired by
 classical models. According to Vernon Young in the American Poetry 
Review, the poems are traceable to “Biblical tales, Classical myth, love
 songs from the Age of Chivalry, Renaissance retellings; they comprise 
carols, roundels, odes, ballads, sestinas, and they contrive golden 
equivalents of emblematic models: the masque, the Zodiac, the Dance of 
Death.” In 1956, Merwin was offered a fellowship from the Poets’ Theater
 in Cambridge, Massachusetts and returned to the U.S. His books from 
this period, Green with Beasts (1956) and The Drunk in the Furnace 
(1960), show the beginning of a shift in style and tone as Merwin began 
to experiment with irregular forms. The Drunk in the Furnace, which was 
written during Merwin’s tenure in Boston when he was meeting poets like 
Robert Lowell, particularly shows his new engagement with American 
themes. His obsession with the meaning of America and its values can 
make Merwin sometimes seem like the great nineteenth-century poet Walt 
Whitman, L. Edwin Folsom noted in Shenandoah. “His poetry . . . often 
implicitly and sometimes explicitly responds to Whitman; his 
twentieth-century sparsity and soberness—his doubts about the value of 
America—answer, temper, Whitman’s nineteenth-century expansiveness and 
exuberance—his enthusiasm over the American creation.”
Merwin’s next 
books are his most critically acclaimed and continue to be influential 
volumes. The Lice (1967), though often read as a response to the Vietnam
 War, condemns modern man in apocalyptic and visionary terms. “These are
 poems not written to an agenda but that create an agenda,” wrote poet 
and critic Reginald Shepherd, “preserving and recreating the world in 
passionate words. Merwin has always been concerned with the relationship
 between morality and aesthetics, weighing both terms equally. His poems
 speak back to the fallen world not as tracts but as artistic events.” 
The Lice remains one of Merwin’s best-known volumes of poetry. His next 
book, The Carrier of Ladders (1970) won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in
 1971. He famously donated the prize money to the draft resistance 
movement, writing an essay for the New York Review of Books that 
outlined his objections to the Vietnam War. His article spiked the ire 
of W.H. Auden, who wrote a response arguing that the award was 
apolitical. The Carrier of Ladders shows Merwin continuing to engage 
with American themes and nature, and includes a long sequence on 
American westward expansion. That same year, Merwin published The 
Miner’s Pale Children: A Book of Prose. Reviewing both volumes for the 
New York Times, Helen Vendler noted that “these books invoke by their 
subtitles the false distinction between prose and poetry: the real 
distinction is between prose and verse, since both are books of poems, 
with distinct resemblances and a few differences.”
Merwin moved to
 Hawaii to study Zen Buddhism in 1976. He eventually settled in Maui and
 began to restore the forest surrounding his former plantation. Both the
 rigor of practicing Buddhism and the tropical landscape have greatly 
influenced Merwin’s later style. His next books increasingly show his 
preoccupation with the natural world. The Compass Flower (1977), Opening
 the Hand (1983), and The Rain in the Trees (1988) “are concerned not 
only with what to renounce in the metropolis but also what to preserve 
in the country,” noted Ed Hirsch in the New York Times. Many of the 
poems in the last volume “immerse themselves in nature with a fresh 
sense of numinousness,” said Hirsch, while also mourning the loss of 
that nature to human greed and destruction. Merwin has continued to 
produce striking poems using nature as a backdrop. The Vixen (1996), for
 instance, is an exploration of the rural forest in southwestern France 
that Merwin called home for many years. New Yorker critic J. D. 
McClatchy remarked that “the book is suffused with details of country 
life—solitary walks and garden work, woodsmoke, birdsong, lightfall.” 
But Merwin’s later poetry doesn’t merely describe the natural world; it 
also records and condemns the destruction of nature, from the felling of
 sacred forests to the extinction of whole species. Migration: New and 
Selected Poems (2005) exposes Merwin’s evolution as a stylist over half a
 century but also shows, as Ben Lerner noted in his review of the volume
 for Jacket, that “Merwin . . . is an unwaveringly political poet . . . 
 [he] not only tracks the literal impoverishment of our planet, but he 
makes it symbolize the impoverishment of our culture’s capacity for 
symbolization.” Migration was awarded the National Book Award for 
poetry.
Some literary 
critics have identified Merwin with the group known as the oracular 
poets, but Merwin himself once commented: “I have not evolved an 
abstract aesthetic theory and am not aware of belonging to any 
particular group of writers.” Reviewing Migration for the New York 
Times, Dan Chiasson described Merwin poems as “secular prophecy grounded
 on perceptual fineness.” But while Merwin’s work from the 1960s and 
early ‘70s perhaps best embody this mode, Chiasson believed that “its 
signature open form has been preserved whatever the occasion. What began
 as stylistic necessity has become a mannerism.” Merwin has continued to
 win high praise for his poetry, however, including the 2009 Pulitzer 
Prize for his collection The Shadow of Sirius (2008). The book’s three 
sections deal with childhood and memory, death and wisdom, and are some 
of the most autobiographical of his career. The Pulitzer Prize committee
 cited the book for its “luminous, often-tender poems that focus on the 
profound power of memory.”
In addition to 
writing poetry, prose and drama, Merwin is an accomplished and prolific 
translator of poetry. His translation of Dante’s Purgatorio (2000) and 
the Middle English epic Sir Gawain and the Green Knight (2004) both won 
high praise for their graceful, accessible verse. Merwin has also 
translated poets as diverse as Osip Mandelstam and Pablo Neruda. His 
many honors include, the Bollingen Prize, two Pulitzer Prizes, the Aiken
 Taylor Award for Modern American Poetry a Ford Foundation grant, the 
Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, the PEN Translation Prize, the Shelley Memorial
 Award, the Wallace Stevens Award, and a Lila Wallace-Reader’s Digest 
Writers’ Award. He has also been awarded fellowships from The Academy of
 American Poets, the Guggenheim Foundation, the National Endowment for 
the Arts, and the Rockefeller Foundation. Merwin is a former Chancellor 
of The Academy of American Poets and has served as Special Consultant in
 Poetry to the Library of Congress in 1999-2000 and as Poet Laureate in 
2010-2011.
Merwin was once
 asked what social role a poet plays—if any—in America. He commented: “I
 think there’s a kind of desperate hope built into poetry now that one 
really wants, hopelessly, to save the world. One is trying to say 
everything that can be said for the things that one loves while there’s 
still time. I think that’s a social role, don’t you? ... We keep 
expressing our anger and our love, and we hope, hopelessly perhaps, that
 it will have some effect. But I certainly have moved beyond the 
despair, or the searing, dumb vision that I felt after writing The Lice;
 one can’t live only in despair and anger without eventually destroying 
the thing one is angry in defense of. The world is still here, and there
 are aspects of human life that are not purely destructive, and there is
 a need to pay attention to the things around us while they are still 
around us. And you know, in a way, if you don’t pay that attention, the 
anger is just bitterness.”
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