The Silver Lily (Louise Gluck Poem)
The nights have grown cool again, like the nights Of early spring, and quiet again. Will Speech disturb you? We're ...
The nights have grown cool again, like the nights Of early spring, and quiet again. Will Speech disturb you? We're ...
Night covers the pond with its wing. Under the ringed moon I can make out your face swimming among minnows ...
In the empty field, in the morning, the body waits to be claimed. The spirit sits beside it, on a ...
Speak to me, aching heart: what Ridiculous errand are you inventing for yourself Weeping in the dark garage With your ...
What does the horse give you That I cannot give you? I watch you when you are alone, When you ...
Remember the days of our first happiness, how strong we were, how dazed by passion, lying all day, then all ...
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