Paul Merchant

Time is what keeps everything from happening all at once.


Toilet Paper Manifesto 09

In December of 2008, on the 60th anniversary of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, intellectuals and dissidents …

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Nunavut

In the heart of Nunavut (not to be confused with Nunavik) west of Iqaluit and to the east there is nothing but snow. No …

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Dream Catchers

The dream catchers hanging above your bed; the dust of umbilical cords shrouded in deerskin pouches at the bottom of …

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Luís Cuadrado, Cinematographer

Do they know I am going blind, that I will not live without sky, amber sun, or a crucifix flickering above a beeswax …

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Upside Down

are upside down? on windows in raindrops the trees Have you noticed About 2005.

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An Unexpected Guest

in the margin between awake and asleep autumn leaves suspend, horizontal in the air above my bed the odor of wet dirt …

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Dear Mary

I am writing this letter by the dim glow of my old Boy Scout flashlight. I hope you can read my handwriting. It is …

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Inspired by the Kokinshu

I. now that your dreams can climb the trees that grow on mountain peaks they will embrace this wind like waves of …

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Ring Out, Wild Bells

I’m happy that one of the church congregations I met with on Sunday sang Tennyson’s “Ring Out, Wild …

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