The art of William Meredith conceals its artistry; though seemingly casual and conversational, his verse is painstakingly crafted. Born in New York City and educated at Princeton, he served in both World II and the Korean War. A professor for many years at Connecticut College, he has also won praise for his translations, and was made an honorary Bulgarian citizen for his work with that land’s literature.
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Touching your goodness, I am like a man
Who turns a letter over in his hand
And you might think this was because the hand
Was unfamiliar but, truth is, the man
Has never had a letter from anyone;
And now he is both afraid...