Midnight Poem by Louise Gluck

Midnight

Rating: 3.3


Speak to me, aching heart: what
Ridiculous errand are you inventing for yourself
Weeping in the dark garage
With your sack of garbage: it is not your job
To take out the garbage, it is your job
To empty the dishwasher. You are showing off
Again,
Exactly as you did in childhood--where
Is your sporting side, your famous
Ironic detachment? A little moonlight hits
The broken window, a little summer moonlight,
Tender
Murmurs from the earth with its ready
Sweetnesses--
Is this the way you communicate
With your husband, not answering
When he calls, or is this the way the heart
Behaves when it grieves: it wants to be
Alone with the garbage? If I were you,
I'd think ahead. After fifteen years,
His voice could be getting tired; some night
If you don't answer, someone else will answer.

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Jose Gonzalez 06 March 2022

I love the ending if you dont answer someone else will. If she wont be there for her partner well he will find someone else

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P A Noushad 16 October 2020

Nicely written verses dear Louise Gluck.

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Adeeb Alfateh 26 July 2019

Murmurs from the earth with its ready Sweetnesses- Is this the way you communicate With your husband, not answering When he calls, or is this the way the heart Behaves when it grieves: it wants to be Alone with the garbage? EXCEL OF WRITINGS GREAT 10++++++++++

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Colleen Courtney 14 May 2014

An enjoyable read. Nicely done!

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