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April

Rating: 3.3
No one's despair is like my despair--

You have no place in this garden
thinking such things, producing
the tiresome outward signs; the man
pointedly weeding an entire forest,
the woman limping, refusing to change clothes
or wash her hair.

Do you suppose I care
if you speak to one another?
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PIERRE MIRONER 14 November 2020
How may I translate = " given-minds" in the poem: April, by Louise GLUCK?
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P A Noushad 08 October 2020
Excellent verses
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P A Noushad 08 October 2020
Your verses give me the deep insight of life
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Colleen Courtney 14 May 2014
An interesting piece. Enjoyed the read.
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Sylva Portoian 30 December 2011
Why you should write about Ararat If you don't Have Armenian Blood... Why you ignore your origin and hide Tell the truth and never hide That you have Armenian blood...?
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