Early December in Croton-on-Hudson Poem by Louise Gluck

Early December in Croton-on-Hudson

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Spiked sun. The Hudson's
Whittled down by ice.
I hear the bone dice
Of blown gravel clicking. Bone-
pale, the recent snow
Fastens like fur to the river.
Standstill. We were leaving to deliver
Christmas presents when the tire blew
Last year. Above the dead valves pines pared
Down by a storm stood, limbs bared . . .
I want you.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Suryendu Chaudhury 17 October 2020

The note of human warmth.

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P A Noushad 09 October 2020

Beauty of literature through the blooming verses I feel here.

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Louise Gluck

Louise Gluck

New York / United States
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