When James Merrill died in 1994, he willed his large,
turn-of-the-century house on Water Street to the Borough of Stonington,
Connecticut. The village improvement committee was free to use the
building any way it desired; Merrill made no stipulation in his will.
But the National Book Award–winning poet had been an important figure
in the village's ongoing literary tradition. The committee decided to
keep Merrill's legacy alive by creating a writer-in-residence program.
Since 1996, a lucky poet or scholar has lived, for either six months or
a full year, in Merrill's curious home across from the harbor. Writers
chosen for residency are notified more than a year in advance. Several
Merrill House residents have reported "the happiest period of my life,"
surrounded by Merrill's books and knickknacks, far removed from the
snarl of city life—Boston, New York, or Louisville, in our case.