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A review by sriq
Winter Recipes from the Collective: Poems by Louise Glück
"I felt/
something true had been spoken/
and though I would have preferred to have spoken it myself/
I was glad at least to have heard it."
"You must ask yourself, he said, if you deceive yourself./
By which I mean looking at the watch and not/
the hand holding it."
"How hard it was/
to be alive, no wonder/
they all died."
"We are all of us in this room/
still waiting to be transformed. This is why we search for love./
We search for it all our lives,/
even after we find it."
something true had been spoken/
and though I would have preferred to have spoken it myself/
I was glad at least to have heard it."
"You must ask yourself, he said, if you deceive yourself./
By which I mean looking at the watch and not/
the hand holding it."
"How hard it was/
to be alive, no wonder/
they all died."
"We are all of us in this room/
still waiting to be transformed. This is why we search for love./
We search for it all our lives,/
even after we find it."