monday poem #83: Louise Glück, "Snowdrops"

[heresluck]

I've posted from Glück's work before, and have been meaning to get around to reading more of her work ever since.

The Wild Iris is an astonishingly beautiful book, if a little chilly in places. It uses (the voices of) flowers, trees, weather and seasons to grapple in concrete terms with the abstractions of love and faith. It's one of my favorite

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[outofthisworld]

This is kind of freaky--I was just reading this book before bed last night because it is my absolute favorite book of poetry. I was thinking of posting one but I couldn't pick just one out.

So, yeah. Good call! And thank you for sharing this wonderful work.

[heresluck]

Glad you liked! I'll definitely be re-reading this one myself.

[coffeeandink]

Ooh. And you remind me I'd meant to read more Gluck.

[heresluck]

Heh. I reminded myself, too. I think I have at least one more of hers somewhere in The Poetry Pile.

[dualbunny]

Thank you for posting this. :]

[heresluck]

You're welcome.

It's snowing here. Talk about raw wind!

[anoel]

Wow, that's so beautiful. I really like the rhythm of the second stanza. My two favorite themes in poetry are love and nature so this poem/poet is perfect for me. Thanks for the heads up! :)

[heresluck]

Yes, you'll definitely like Gluck, then. Have you tried Mary Oliver? David Young? And I'm sure there are some other past monday poems that might point you in interesting directions...

[anoel]

I haven't looked at them yet but thanks so much for the recommendations. That's true, I've seen other poems that I liked that you previously posted. It's great to find them, I love reading various poets.

[oyceter]

Oooo! A depression poem. Er, either that, or my brain connects everything to depression. But an optimistic one.

[heresluck]

It's not just you -- I think of this one the same way: suriving despair, living with fear but still living, risking "the raw wind of the new world."