September 2, 2005

Jack Gilbert

I was going to post this poem but I can't find it online and I know I have it somewhere and I know I have it on the shelf but I am too tired.

go to amazon.com

look up Jack Gilbert

Find a book of poems called The Great Fires

"Look Inside" til you get to Dante Dancing

Read it.










and something of my own




Work

I have cleaned the popper. I have cleaned the popper. I cut myself 5 times.

obviously I need bed.

4 comments:

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michael persad said...

i've been meaning to ask you, how was your time abroad? i mean, how does it feel to be here after being there?
i'm still not making sense.....
i grew up away, and being here, sometimes it feels like home and sometimes it feels like a circus. and since you're new back to the states i was just curious.....does it fee like home?

Anonymous said...

"We see Dante as an old man. He is a dancer who can manage now only the simple steps of the beginning. He dances of the romance lost, the love that never was, and the great loved missed because of dreaming...the special sadness of the happy heart that finally knows well how to dance, but does not."

Anonymous said...

corrected version of previous comment:

"We see Dante as an old man. He is a dancer who can manage now only the simple steps of the beginning. He dances of the romance lost, the love that never was, and the great loved missed because of dreaming. First position, entrechat, and the smallest jumps. The passionate quiet, the quieter and strongest. The special sorrow of a happy, imperfect heart that finally knows well how to dance, but does not."