Louise Gluck

(22 April 1943 / New York / United States)

Louise Gluck Poems

41. Circe's Power 1/1/2004
42. Circe's Grief 1/1/2004
43. Celestial Music 1/1/2004
44. Castile 1/1/2004
45. Cana 1/1/2004
46. April 1/1/2004
47. All Hallows 1/1/2004
48. A Fantasy 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Louise Gluck

Celestial Music

I have a friend who still believes in heaven.
Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally talks to God.
She thinks someone listens in heaven.
On earth she's unusually competent.
Brave too, able to face unpleasantness.

We found a caterpillar dying in the dirt, greedy ants crawling over it.
I'm always moved by disaster, always eager to oppose vitality
But timid also, quick to shut my eyes.
Whereas my friend was able to watch, to let events play out
According to nature. For my sake she intervened
Brushing a few ants off the torn thing, and set it ...

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The Gold Lily

As I perceive
I am dying now and know
I will not speak again, will not
survive the earth, be summoned
out of it again, not
a flower yet, a spine only, raw dirt
catching my ribs, I call you,
father and master: all around,
my companions are failing, thinking

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