The Vale of Soul-Making
We look at the world once, in childhood.
The rest is memory
― Louise Glück, from “Nostos,” Poems 1962-2012. (Farrar, Straus and Giroux November 5, 2013) Originally January 1st 2012.
11 hours, 2 minutes ago
It was as though you were a man in a wheelchair,
your legs cut off at the knee.
But I wanted you to walk.
I wanted us to walk like lovers,
2 days, 15 hours ago
Is that an attitude for a flower, to stand
like a club at the walk; poor slain boy,
is that a way to show… 245 more words
2 weeks ago
How cruel the earth, the willows shimmering,
the birches bending and sighing.
How cruel, how profoundly tender.
– Louise Glück, from “Lament,” Poems 1962-2012. (Farrar, Straus and Giroux; First Edition edition November 13, 2012)
In one of my poetry classes we had an assignment to take a poet’s poem and create our own version based on it. The poem I chose was Hawk’s Shadow by Louise Gluck: 121 more words
3 weeks, 1 day ago
(from the corners of my mouth)
by LOUISE GLÜCK
Lived to see you throwing
Me aside. That fought
Like netted fish inside me. Saw you throbbing
In my syrups. Saw you sleep. 57 more words
3 weeks, 3 days ago
The Goddess of What I Wanted to Say
In the end, I made myself
Known to your wife as
A god would, in her own house, in
Ithaca, a voice
Without a body: she… 69 more words
4 weeks ago