Louise Gluck

(22 April 1943 / New York / United States)

Louise Gluck Poems

1. A Fantasy 1/1/2004
2. All Hallows 1/1/2004
3. April 1/1/2004
4. Cana 1/1/2004
5. Castile 1/1/2004
6. Celestial Music 1/1/2004
7. Circe's Grief 1/1/2004
8. Circe's Power 1/1/2004
9. Circe's Torment 1/1/2004
10. Confession 1/1/2004
11. Early Darkness 1/1/2004
12. First Memory 1/1/2004
13. Happiness 1/1/2004
14. Horse 1/1/2004
15. Labor Day 1/1/2004
16. Love Poem 1/1/2004
17. Lullaby 1/1/2004
18. Matins 1/1/2004
19. Midnight 1/1/2004
20. Nostos 1/1/2004
21. October 11/21/2014
22. Odysseus' Decision 1/1/2004
23. Parable Of Faith 1/1/2004
24. Parable Of The Dove 1/1/2004
25. Parousia 1/1/2004
26. Penelope's Song 1/1/2004
27. Poem 1/1/2004
28. Portrait 4/7/2015
29. Retreating Wind 1/1/2004
30. Saints 1/1/2004
31. Siren 1/1/2004
32. Snow 1/1/2004
33. Snowdrops 1/1/2004
34. Summer 1/1/2004
35. The Butterfly 1/1/2004
36. The Fear Of Burial 1/1/2004
37. The Garden 1/1/2004
38. The Gold Lily 1/1/2004
39. The Myth Of Innocence 3/21/2015
40. The Pond 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Louise Gluck

Celestial Music

I have a friend who still believes in heaven.
Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally talks to God.
She thinks someone listens in heaven.
On earth she's unusually competent.
Brave too, able to face unpleasantness.

We found a caterpillar dying in the dirt, greedy ants crawling over it.
I'm always moved by disaster, always eager to oppose vitality
But timid also, quick to shut my eyes.
Whereas my friend was able to watch, to let events play out
According to nature. For my sake she intervened
Brushing a few ants off the torn thing, and set it ...

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The Myth Of Innocence

One summer she goes into the field as usual
stopping for a bit at the pool where she often
looks at herself, to see
if she detects any changes. She sees
the same person, the horrible mantle
of daughterliness still clinging to her.

The sun seems, in the water, very close.
That's my uncle spying again, she thinks—

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