Circe’s Torment (Louise Gluck Poems)
I regret bitterly The years of loving you in both Your presence and absence, regret The law, the vocation That ...
I regret bitterly The years of loving you in both Your presence and absence, regret The law, the vocation That ...
In the end, I made myself Known to your wife as A god would, in her own house, in Ithaca, ...
A child draws the outline of a body. She draws what she can, but it is white all through, she ...
In the empty field, in the morning, the body waits to be claimed. The spirit sits beside it, on a ...
What does the horse give you That I cannot give you? I watch you when you are alone, When you ...
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