Jack Gilbert Long Poems

  • 1.
    The Poles rode out from Warsaw against the German
    Tanks on horses. Rode knowing, in sunlight, with sabers,
    A magnitude of beauty that allows me no peace.
    And yet this poem would lessen that day. Question
    ...
  • 2.
    In the small towns along the river
    nothing happens day after long day.
    Summer weeks stalled forever,
    and long marriages always the same.
    ...
  • 3.
    Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods.
    Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt.
    But there's music in us. Hope is pushed down
    but the angel flies up again taking us with her.
    ...
  • 4.
    How astonishing it is that language can almost mean,
    and frightening that it does not quite. Love, we say,
    God, we say, Rome and Michiko, we write, and the words
    get it all wrong. We say bread and it means according
    ...
  • 5.
    Suddenly this defeat.
    This rain.
    The blues gone gray
    And the browns gone gray
    ...
  • 6.
    There is always the harrowing by mortality,
    the strafing by age, he thinks. Always defeats.
    Sorrows come like epidemics. But we are alive
    in the difficult way adults want to be alive.
    ...
Total 6 Long Poems by Jack Gilbert

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ronald jorgensen: Though uneven, his best are our American heights and the lucidity of the earth: "The Abnormal Is Not Courage", "A Brief for the Defense". I encourage readers to welcome them into the memory of their hearts.

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