17. The self ended and the world began. They were of equal size, commensurate, one mirrored the other. 18. The riddle was:… — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
“I don’t need your praise to survive. I was here first, before you were here, before you ever planted a garden. And… — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
I think I can remember being dead. Many times, in winter, I approached Zeus. Tell me, I would ask him, how can… — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
Like a child, the earth's going to sleep, or so the story goes. But I'm not tired, it says. And the mother… — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
“Dear friend, dear trembling partner, what surprises you most in what you feel, earth's radiance or your own delight? For me, always… — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
As I saw it, all my mother's life, my father held her down, like lead strapped to her ankles. She was buoyant… — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
I caution you as I was never cautioned: You will never let go, you will never be satiated. You will be damaged… — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
So you couldn't protect yourself? The absolute erodes; the boundary, the wall around the self erodes. If I was waiting I had… — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
“Vespers In your extended absence, you permit me use of earth, anticipating some return on investment. I must report failure in my… — Louise Gluck Copy Share Image
“I was not prepared: sunset, end of summer. Demonstrations of time as a continuum, as something coming to an end, not a… — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
Without thinking, I knelt in the grass, like someone meaning to pray. When I tried to stand again, I couldn't move, my legs were… — Louise Glück Copy Share
What I responded to, on the page, was the way a poem could liberate, by means of a word's setting, through subtleties of timing,… — Louise Gluck Copy Share
“We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory. from Nostos.” — Louise Gluck Copy Share
He takes her in his arms He wants to say I love you, nothing can hurt you But he thinks this is a lie,… — Louise Glück Copy Share
At first I saw you everywhere. Now only in certain things, at longer intervals. — Louise Glück Copy Share
Desire, loneliness, wind in the flowering almond— surely these are the great, the inexhaustible subjects to which my predecessors apprenticed themselves. I hear them… — Louise Glück Copy Share
“They sat far apart deliberately, to experience, daily, the sweetness of seeing each other across great distance.” — Louise Glück Copy Share
Toward his critics, the artist harbors a defensive ace: knowledge that the future will erase the present. — Louise Gluck Copy Share
I’m like the child who buries her head in the pillow so as not to see, the child who tells herself that light causes… — Louise Glück Copy Share
I am attracted to ellipsis, to the unsaid, to suggestion, to eloquent, deliberate silence. The unsaid, for me, exerts great power: often I wish… — Louise Glück Copy Share
“Once I could imagine my soul I could imagine my death. When I imagined my death my soul died. This I remember clearly. My… — Louise Glück Copy Share
I caution you as I was never cautioned: You will never let go, you will never be satiated. You will be damaged and scarred,… — Louise Glück Copy Share
As I saw it, all my mother's life, my father held her down, like lead strapped to her ankles. She was buoyant by nature;… — Louise Glück Copy Share
