Heather McHugh

(20 August 1948 / San Diego, California)

Myrrha To The Source - Poem by Heather McHugh

O fluent one, o muscle full of hydrogen,
o stuff of grief, whom the Greeks
accuse of spoiling souls,

whose destiny is downward,
whose reflecting’s up—I think
I must have come from you.

Just one more cup.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 24, 2012



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