Poems by Louise Gluck
Celestial Music
... et deliberately cast over the earth-In reality, we sit by the side of the road, watching the sun set ...
The White Lilies
... this one summer we have entered eternity ...
Circe's Grief
... Paused in her weaving, her head turning ...
April
... No one's despair is like my despair--You have no place in this garden ...
Labor Day
... Girlfriend of Charlie, meanwhile trying to pawn me off ...
The Gold Lily
... As I perceive I am dying now and know ...
The Pond
... like children under their granite breastplates, ...
The Untrustworthy Speaker
... . .In my own mind, I'm invisible: that's why I'm dangerous ...
Matins
... brilliant yellow, while a few dark birds perform ...
Parable Of Faith
... when one has a secret life,one's tears are never explained ...
Retreating Wind
... Your lives are not circular like theirs:your lives are the bird's flight ...
Poem
... or to the gray house held firmly in place by duskbecause I must enter their lives: ...
Circe's Torment
... I refuse you Such feeling for your wife ...
Castile
... there were children, somewhere, crying, begging for coinsI dreamed everything, I gave myself ...
The Silver Lily
... White over white, the moon rose over the birch tree ...
