Louise Gluck

(22 April 1943 / New York / United States)

Louise Gluck Poems

1. The Gold Lily 1/1/2004
2. The Untrustworthy Speaker 1/1/2004
3. Circe's Torment 1/1/2004
4. Confession 1/1/2004
5. A Fantasy 1/1/2004
6. All Hallows 1/1/2004
7. Vespers 1/1/2004
8. Circe's Grief 1/1/2004
9. The Triumph Of Achilles 1/1/2004
10. Widows 1/1/2004
11. Cana 1/1/2004
12. Castile 1/1/2004
13. The Wild Iris 1/1/2004
14. The Pond 1/1/2004
15. The Red Poppy 1/1/2004
16. Saints 1/1/2004
17. Siren 1/1/2004
18. Parable Of Faith 1/1/2004
19. Parable Of The Dove 1/1/2004
20. Parousia 1/1/2004
21. Penelope's Song 1/1/2004
22. Matins 1/1/2004
23. Midnight 1/1/2004
24. Nostos 1/1/2004
25. Happiness 1/1/2004
26. Horse 1/1/2004
27. Celestial Music 1/1/2004
28. Labor Day 1/1/2004
29. Love Poem 1/1/2004
30. Lullaby 1/1/2004
31. Circe's Power 1/1/2004
32. April 1/1/2004
33. The White Lilies 1/1/2004
34. Early Darkness 1/1/2004
35. First Memory 1/1/2004
36. The Silver Lily 1/1/2004
37. Snow 1/1/2004
38. Snowdrops 1/1/2004
39. Summer 1/1/2004
40. The Butterfly 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Louise Gluck

The Untrustworthy Speaker

Don't listen to me; my heart's been broken.
I don't see anything objectively.

I know myself; I've learned to hear like a psychiatrist.
When I speak passionately,
That's when I'm least to be trusted.

It's very sad, really: all my life I've been praised
For my intelligence, my powers of language, of insight-
In the end they're wasted-

I never see myself.
Standing on the front steps. Holding my sisters hand.
That's why I can't account
For the bruises on her arm where the sleeve ends . . .

In my own mind, I'm invisible: that's why I'm ...

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Confession

To say I'm without fear--
It wouldn't be true.
I'm afraid of sickness, humiliation.
Like anyone, I have my dreams.
But I've learned to hide them,
To protect myself
From fulfillment: all happiness
Attracts the Fates' anger.
They are sisters, savages--
In the end they have
No emotion but envy.

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