Matins (Louise Gluck Poem)
You want to know how I spend my time? I walk the front lawn, pretending to be weeding. You ought ...
Louise Gluck Poems on Summer (6 Poems)
The White Lilies (Louise Gluck Poem)
As a man and woman make a garden between them like a bed of stars, here they linger in the ...
The Gold Lily (Louise Gluck Poem)
As I perceive I am dying now and know I will not speak again, will not survive the earth, be ...
Widows (Louise Gluck Poem)
My mother's playing cards with my aunt, Spite and Malice, the family pastime, the game my grandmother taught all her ...
Vespers (Louise Gluck Poem)
In your extended absence, you permit me use of earth, anticipating some return on investment. I must report failure in ...
Summer (Louise Gluck Poem)
Remember the days of our first happiness, how strong we were, how dazed by passion, lying all day, then all ...