I amat work, though I am silent.
Louise Glück, from “October”, Averno: Poems
It is true there is not enough beauty in the world.It is also true that I am incompetent to restore it.Neither is there candor, and here I may be of some use.
Louise Glück, from “October”, Averno: Poems
So much has changed. And still, you are fortunate:the ideal burns in you like a fever.Or not like a fever, like a second heart.
Louise Glück, from “October”, Averno: Poems
Once more, the sun rises as it rose in summer;bounty, balm after violence.Balm after the leaves have changed, after the fieldshave been harvested and turned.
Louise Glück, from “October”, Averno: Poems
terror and cold,didn't they just end, wasn't the back gardenharrowed and planted--
Louise Glück, from “October”, Averno: Poems
Snow had fallen. I remember music from an open window. Come to me, said the world. -- Louise Glück, from "October", Averno: Poems