Snowdrops Poem Louise Gluck

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I didnt expect to waken again to feel in damp earth my body able to respond again remembering after so long how to open again in the cold light of earliest spring-. Louise Glücks work has been acknowledged and celebrated for many decades.

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Snowdrops poem louise gluck. I didnt expect To waken again to feel In damp earth my body Able to respond again remembering After so long how to open again In the cold light. In one of her most lauded collections The Wild Iris 1992 for which she was awarded the Pulitzer Prize she describes the miraculous return of life after winter in the poem Snowdrops. Recent Interactions This poem was read 860 times This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members This poem was voted by 5 members.

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Snowdrops by Louise Gluck Poemist POETS PAGE POEMS Louise Gluck 22 April 1943 New York United States Snowdrops Do you know what I was how I lived. I lived To revenge myself Against my father not For what he was For what Snowdrops. I didnt expect to waken again to feel in damp earth my body able to respond again remembering.

And many poems are quite short possibly lower than 200 words roughly. You know What despair is. The snowdrop persists despite the potential bleakness of the earth and the disjointed syntax of crying yes risk joy reflects its sheer exuberance of emotion.

In spring when the moon rose it meant time was endless. Best Poems of Louise Gluck. Poetry search poetry news poetry books biographies today in history best poems love poems.

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All all can be lost through scented air the narrow columns uselessly rising and beyond a churning sea of poppies Hush. Will speech disturb you. You know What despair is.

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