Jack Gilbert

(1925 - / Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)

Jack Gilbert Poems

1. Poetry Is A Kind Of Lying 4/15/2015
2. Going Wrong 8/18/2015
3. South 5/4/2012
4. Summer At Blue Creek, North Carolina 5/4/2012
5. The Mistake 5/4/2012
6. Going There 5/4/2012
7. Horses At Midnight Without A Moon 5/4/2012
8. A Brief For The Defense 5/4/2012
9. Failing And Flying 5/4/2012
10. Portrait Number Five: Against A New York Summer 1/1/2004
11. Recovering Amid The Farms 1/13/2003
12. In Umbria 1/1/2004
13. In Dispraise Of Poetry 1/13/2003
14. Searching For Pittsburgh 1/13/2003
15. The Forgotten Dialect Of The Heart 1/13/2003
16. The Abnormal Is Not Courage 1/13/2003
17. Tear It Down 1/13/2003
18. The Great Fires 1/13/2003
19. Rain 1/13/2003
20. Divorce 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Jack Gilbert


Woke up suddenly thinking I heard crying.
Rushed through the dark house.
Stopped, remembering. Stood looking
out at bright moonlight on concrete.

Read the full of Divorce

Tear It Down

We find out the heart only by dismantling what
the heart knows. By redefining the morning,
we find a morning that comes just after darkness.
We can break through marriage into marriage.
By insisting on love we spoil it, get beyond
affection and wade mouth-deep into love.
We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.
But going back toward childhood will not help.
The village is not better than Pittsburgh.

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