#louisegluck

[dk-thrive]

And a thousand small hopes stirring, not new but newly acknowledged.

— Louise Glück, from “The Muse of Happiness”, Poems 1962-2012 (FSG Adult, November 5, 2013)

[girlysound]

Hush, beloved. It doesn't matter to me how many summers I live to return: this one summer we have entered eternity. I felt your two hands bury me to release its splendor.

Louise Gluck

[quotaholic]

Intense love always leads to mourning.

Louise Glück

[appy]

"A Myth of Innocence", by Louise Glück

One summer she goes into the field as usual stopping for a bit at the pool where she often looks at herself, to see if she detects any changes. She sees the same person, the horrible mantle of daughterliness still clinging to her. The sun seems, in the water, very close. That's my uncle spying again, she thinks-- everything in nature is in some way her relative. I am never alone, she thinks, turning the thought into a prayer. Then death appears, like the answer to a prayer. No one understands anymore how beautiful he was. But Persephone remembers. Also that he embraced her, right there, with her uncle watching. She remembers sunlight flashing on his bare arms. This is the last moment she remembers clearly. Then the dark god bore her away. She also remembers, less clearly, the chilling insight that from this moment she couldn't live without him again. The girl who disappears from the pool will never return. A woman will return, looking for the girl she was.

[mot-noeuds]

Vespers: Parousia

Love of my life, you Are lost and I am Young again.

A few years pass. The air fills With girlish music; In the front yard The apple tree is Studded with blossoms.

I try to win you back, That is the point Of writing. But you are gone forever, As in Russian novels, saying A few words I don’t remember-

How lush the world is, How full of things that don’t belong to me-

I watch the blossoms shatter, No longer pink, But old, old, a yellowish white- The petals seem To float on the bright grass, Fluttering slightly.

What a nothing you were, To be changed so quickly Into an image, an odor- You are everywhere, source Of wisdom and anguish.

[olivia-by-olivia]

louise glück

[jualanbukusastra-blog]

Setidaknya di buku puisi pertama Louise Glück ini membicarakan beberapa hal, yakni dirinya sendiri, lingkungan, perempuan, cinta, dan masa tua. Akan tetapi, apabila dibaca lebih dalam, Kelahiran Pertama mengerucut pada permasalahan yang ada di dalam dirinya yang diceritakan secara naratif. Di sisi yang sama, keberpusatan kepada dirinya merupakan ejawantah bahwa tokoh 'aku' lirik di dalamnya bukan subjek belaka, melainkan ia adalah semesta itu sendiri. Kelahiran Pertama diterjemahkan oleh Eka Ugi Sutikno. Louise Gluck, Kelahiran Pertama, Kumpulan Puisi, Yogyakarta, penerbit Gambang , Agustus 2022, iv+95 hlm, 55.000 #LouiseGluck #KelahiranPertama #KumpulanPuisi #PenerbitGambang (di Jual Buku Sastra-JBS) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjEeEJFhDsi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[jualanbukusastra-blog]

Setidaknya di buku puisi pertama Louise Glück ini membicarakan beberapa hal, yakni dirinya sendiri, lingkungan, perempuan, cinta, dan masa tua. Akan tetapi, apabila dibaca lebih dalam, Kelahiran Pertama mengerucut pada permasalahan yang ada di dalam dirinya yang diceritakan secara naratif. Di sisi yang sama, keberpusatan kepada dirinya merupakan ejawantah bahwa tokoh 'aku' lirik di dalamnya bukan subjek belaka, melainkan ia adalah semesta itu sendiri. Kelahiran Pertama diterjemahkan oleh Eka Ugi Sutikno. Louise Gluck, Kelahiran Pertama, Kumpulan Puisi, Yogyakarta, Penerbit Gambang, Agustus 2022, iv+95 hlm, 55.000 #LouiseGluck #KelahiranPertama #KumpulanPuisi #PenerbitGambang (di Jual Buku Sastra-JBS) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ci4Kgi9hOlj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=