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| 1841. | Penelope's Song by Louise Gluck | | Little soul, little perpetually undressed one,
Do now as I bid you, climb
The shelf-like branches of the spruce tree;
Wait at the top, attentive, l... |
| 1842. | Parable Of The Dove by Louise Gluck | | A dove lived in a village.
When it opened its mouth
sweetness came out, sound
like a silver light around
the cherry bough. But
the dove wasn't sa... |
| 1843. | Vespers by Louise Gluck | | In your extended absence, you permit me
use of earth, anticipating
some return on investment. I must report
failure in my assignment, principally
... |
| 1844. | Portrait by Louise Gluck | | A child draws the outline of a body.
She draws what she can, but it is white all through,
she cannot fill in what she knows is there.
Within the un... |
| 1845. | Circe's Power by Louise Gluck | | I never turned anyone into a pig.
Some people are pigs; I make them
Look like pigs.
I'm sick of your world
That lets the outside disguise the in... |
| 1846. | April by Louise Gluck | | 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
point... |
| 1847. | The Pond by Louise Gluck | | Night covers the pond with its wing.
Under the ringed moon I can make out
your face swimming among minnows and the small
echoing stars. In the nigh... |
| 1848. | The Untrustworthy Speaker by Louise Gluck | | Don't listen to me; my heart's been broken.
I don't see anything objectively.
I know myself; I've learned to hear like a psychiatrist.
When I spe... |
| 1849. | Parable Of Faith by Louise Gluck | | Now, in twilight, on the palace steps
the king asks forgiveness of his lady.
He is not
duplicitous; he has tried to be
true to the moment; is th... |
| 1850. | Poem by Louise Gluck | | In the early evening, a now, as man is bending
over his writing table.
Slowly he lifts his head; a woman
appears, carrying roses.
Her face floats ... |
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