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Louise Glück

Intense love always leads to mourning. —   Louise Glück, Triumph of Achilles. (Ecco Pr; First Edition edition May 1987)


Poetry Sunday: Louise Glück's 'Myth of Innocence'

Today I am taking a break from my usual programming to share a poem that I adore: ‘The Myth of Innocence’ by Louise Glück. This poem comes from… 402 more words


July Garden

The July garden is a joy. Bright yellow marigolds, tomato plants twice as tall as the toddler, and still growing. We wait for the green fruit to ripen. 87 more words


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. And lived to see… 36 more words


POETRY: Vita Nova, by Louise Glück

You saved me, you should remember me.

The spring of the year; young men buying tickets for the ferry boats.
Laughter, because the air is full of apple blossoms. 174 more words


archaic fragment :: louise glück

I was trying to love matter.
I taped a sign over the mirror:
You cannot hate matter and love form.

It was a beautiful day, though cold. 52 more words