Louise Gluck

(22 April 1943 / New York / United States)

Comments about Louise Gluck

  • Savita Tyagi (10/14/2015 9:01:00 AM)

    wonderful! Such deep insight in emotional understanding.

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  • Guillermo Fernandez (8/15/2014 12:26:00 PM)

    Everybody who loves poems by Louise Gluck should read this http: //t.co/YETrdfDzMT

  • Richard Beevor Richard Beevor (5/28/2014 10:22:00 AM)

    All Hallows has a lovely dark chill that gives me a tingle, one of my favourite poems as of today, you are a wonderful poet, I wish I could aspire to your heights, thank you for your work.

  • Jacqui Thewless Jacqui Thewless (4/20/2010 11:00:00 AM)

    I'm wondering why my comment about Matins seems to have been repeated (not by myself) .

  • Sylva Portoian (12/12/2009 4:44:00 AM)

    I liked the Third Stanza:
    ' How can you understand me,
    if you can't understand your self.'

  • Jeff Dryer (2/19/2005 2:22:00 PM)

    This is not your poem. Good try though. Its by John Donne.

Best Poem of Louise Gluck

A Fantasy

I'll tell you something: every day
people are dying. And that's just the beginning.
Every day, in funeral homes, new widows are born,
new orphans. They sit with their hands folded,
trying to decide about this new life.

Then they're in the cemetery, some of them
for the first time. They're frightened of crying,
sometimes of not crying. Someone leans over,
tells them what to do next, which might mean
saying a few words, sometimes
throwing dirt in the open grave.

And after that, everyone goes back to the house,
which is suddenly full of visitors.

Read the full of A Fantasy

The Gold Lily

As I perceive
I am dying now and know
I will not speak again, will not
survive the earth, be summoned
out of it again, not
a flower yet, a spine only, raw dirt
catching my ribs, I call you,
father and master: all around,
my companions are failing, thinking

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