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. The Mistake 5/4/2012
5. Summer At Blue Creek, North Carolina 5/4/2012
6. Going There 5/4/2012
7. Horses At Midnight Without A Moon 5/4/2012
8. Failing And Flying 5/4/2012
9. A Brief For The Defense 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 Abnormal Is Not Courage 1/13/2003
16. Tear It Down 1/13/2003
17. The Forgotten Dialect Of The Heart 1/13/2003
18. The Great Fires 1/13/2003
19. Divorce 1/13/2003
20. Rain 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Jack Gilbert

Rain

Suddenly this defeat.
This rain.
The blues gone gray
And the browns gone gray
And yellow
A terrible amber.
In the cold streets
Your warm body.
In whatever room
Your warm body.
Among all the people
Your absence
The people who are always
Not you.


I have been easy with trees
Too long.
Too familiar with mountains.
Joy has been a habit.
Now
Suddenly
This rain.


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The Great Fires

Love is apart from all things.
Desire and excitement are nothing beside it.
It is not the body that finds love.
What leads us there is the body.
What is not love provokes it.
What is not love quenches it.
Love lays hold of everything we know.
The passions which are called love
also change everything to a newness

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