Louise Glück, Poems 1962-2012

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Louise Glück, Poems 1962-2012
journal excerpt, july first
SO— I do think a soft reboot is in order.
“Take my heart and hurl its fragments to the moon, to the trees, the beasts, in the air, the dark, the waters, so that nothing returns to me ever again.”
Anna de Noailles
lucifer: perhaps it is not out of the love that dwells within my heart that i wish to bring Him forth, but the doubt. the questions. the pain that still rests deep within my chest, the anger. no matter how many eons pass, i am standing still. in that wretched place once called paradise. only this time... he is not there.
beaufort, lounging in his sofa with his skin tight pants and shirt open: i can treat you better king
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“Black Hole,” poem assembled from quotations from Wikipedia articles
I love mankind," he said, “but I find to my amazement that the more I love mankind as a whole, the less I love man in particular.
The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoevsky (b. 11 November 1821)
omg sooo true bestie! *camera pans over to reveal im talking to the silent, whithered corpse of god*
“ How wonderful. ”
loss headcanons!
🛀: Which everyday situation reminds your muse of someone they’ve lost?
📦: Is there an object they started to hide or a situtation they avoid now after a person left their life?
🍃: Have they managed to let go just yet or do they still struggle with a loss? If, how does it show?
🎾: Are there any hobbies or habits they started to pick up after they lost somebody?
💔: Who was the first person to leave their life? How did that impact the character?
👣: Have they ever left a person? How did it come to it?
👎: What must happen for your muse to leave someone they care for?
😰: How does your muse grieve over someone they’ve lost?
☠️: Which bad habits are they likely to develop after losing somebody?
⛅️: How do they keep the person they lost in good memory (eventually)?
poetry from ny times
St. Peter’s Basilica, Vatican City by vtarnini
Sophocles, tr. by Robert Fagles, from The News of Orestes’ Death; “Electra,”