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Jack Gilbert

Poem For Laura Now come the bright prophets across my life. The solemn fl esh, the miracles, and the pain. Across the simple meadows of my heart, splendidly you come promising sorrow. And knowing, I bless your coming with trees of love, singing, singing even to the night. The princely mornings will fail when you… Continue reading Jack Gilbert

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American Culture · American Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Poetry

Robert Bly

“Living” means eating up particles of death ….as a child picks up crumbs from around the table. “Floating” means letting the crumbs fall behind you on ….the path. To live is to rush ahead eating up your own death, ….like an endgate, open, hurrying into the night. — Robert Bly, “To Live,” This Tree Will… Continue reading Robert Bly

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