Louise Gluck

(22 April 1943 / New York / United States)

First Memory


Long ago, I was wounded. I lived
to revenge myself
against my father, not
for what he was--
for what I was: from the beginning of time,
in childhood, I thought
that pain meant
I was not loved.
It meant I loved.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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