“We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory. from Nostos.” — Louise Gluck Child Copy Share Image
At first I saw you everywhere. Now only in certain things, at longer intervals. — Louise Glück Certain Copy Share Image
The advantage of poetry over life is that poetry, if it is sharp enough, may last. — Louise Glück Advantage Copy Share Image
“They sat far apart deliberately, to experience, daily, the sweetness of seeing each other across great distance.” — Louise Glück Far apart Copy Share Image
That's why I'm not to be trusted. Because a wound to the heart is also a wound to the mind — Louise Glück Heart Copy Share Image
The master said you must write what you see / But what I see does not move me / The master answered… — Louise Glück Doe Copy Share Image
“In his tent, Achilles grieved with his whole being and the gods saw he was a man already dead, a victim of… — Louise Glück Achilles Copy Share Image
I’m like the child who buries her head in the pillow so as not to see, the child who tells herself that… — Louise Glück Causes Copy Share Image
Toward his critics, the artist harbors a defensive ace: knowledge that the future will erase the present. — Louise Gluck Ace Copy Share Image
We have a disturbing cultural appetite for novelty, and it seems to me wrong each new laureate should dislodge the ideas of… — Louise Gluck Appetite Copy Share Image
“Doesn’t everyone want to feel in the night the beloved body, compass, polestar, to hear the quiet breathing that says I am… — Louise Glück Companionship Copy Share Image
“Remember that time you made the wish? I make a lot of wishes. The time I lied to you about the butterfly.… — Louise Glück Happiness Copy Share Image
I am attracted to ellipsis, to the unsaid, to suggestion, to eloquent, deliberate silence. The unsaid, for me, exerts great power: often… — Louise Glück Deliberate Copy Share Image
“Once I could imagine my soul I could imagine my death. When I imagined my death my soul died. This I remember… — Louise Glück Body Copy Share Image
“It is true that there is not enough beauty in the world. It is also true that I am not competent to… — Louise Glück Beauty Copy Share Image
“Living things don't all require light in the same degree. Some of us make our own light: a silver leaf like a… — Louise Glück Alone 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 Nature Copy Share Image
The Red Poppy The great thing is not having a mind. Feelings: oh, I have those; they govern me. I have a… — Louise Glück Brother Copy Share Image
“The Fear of Burial In the empty field, in the morning, the body waits to be claimed. The spirit sits beside it,… — Louise Gluck Burial 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 Blight Copy Share Image
“Little soul, little perpetually undressed one, do now as I bid you, climb the shelf-like branches of the spruce tree; wait at… — Louise Glück Beautiful face 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 Caution 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… — Louise Glück Bathroom 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 Age Copy Share Image
What I responded to, on the page, was the way a poem could liberate, by means of a word's setting, through subtleties… — Louise Gluck Best 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 Ankles Copy Share Image
“Poetry survives because it haunts and it haunts because it is simultaneously utterly clear and deeply mysterious; because it cannot be entirely… — Louise Glück Poetry Copy Share Image
“Nothing in the past can be changed or restored. But the present can change the way it is thought about. In this… — Louise Glück Presence Copy Share Image
“All day I tried to distinguish need from desire. Now, in the dark, I feel only bitter sadness for us, the builders,… — Louise Glück Desire Copy Share Image
“Lived to see you throwing Me aside. That fought like netted fish inside me. Saw you throbbing In my syrups. Saw you… — Louise Glück Lived Copy Share Image
He takes her in his arms He wants to say I love you, nothing can hurt you But he thinks this is… — Louise Glück Arms Copy Share Image
“I watched the first shoots like wings tearing the soil, and it was my heart broken by the blight, the black spot… — Louise Glück Blight Copy Share Image
Desire, loneliness, wind in the flowering almond— surely these are the great, the inexhaustible subjects to which my predecessors apprenticed themselves. I… — Louise Glück Almonds Copy Share Image
