The great thing
is not having
a mind. Feelings:
oh, I have those; they
govern me. I have
a lord in heaven
called the sun, and open
for him, showing him
the fire of my own heart, fire
like his presence.
What could such glory be
if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters,
were you like me once, long ago,
before you were human? Did you
permit yourselves
to open once, who would never
open again? Because in truth
I am speaking now
the way you do. I speak
because I am shattered.
i am looking at this website because i am writing poems about poppys. may the legends rest in peace.
Very beautifully woven poem with great ideas dear friend Louise Gluck.
showing him the fire of my own heart, fire like his presence. What could such glory be if not a heart? liked these verses very much. thank you.
I love the poems Gluck writes from the perspective of flowers because she often incorporates so much information directly from Greek mythology and her expression is absolutely exquisite. I