Who is Louise BoganLouise BoganBorn(1897-08-11)August 11, 1897
Livermore Falls, Maine, United StatesDiedFebruary 4, 1970(1970-02-04) (aged 72)
New York City, New York, USOccupationPoet, criticAlma materBoston University Louise Bogan (August 11, 1897 – February 4, 1970) was an American ...
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Louise Bogan Poems
- Chanson Un Peu Naà¯ve
What body can be ploughed,
Sown, and broken yearly?
But she would not die, she vowed,
But she has, nearly. ...
- To A Dead Lover
The dark is thrown
Back from the brightness, like hair
Cast over a shoulder.
I am alone, ...
- Man Alone
It is yourself you seek
In a long rage,
Scanning through light and darkness
Mirrors, the page, ...
To me, one silly task is like another.
I bare the shambling tricks of lust and pride.
This flesh will never give a child its mother,â??
Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side, ...
- Last Hill In A Vista
Come, let us tell the weeds in ditches
How we are poor, who once had riches,
And lie out in the sparse and sodden
Pastures that the cows have trodden, ...
Top 10 most used topics by Louise BoganLove 8 I Love You 8 Light 7 Long 7 Water 7 Wind 6 Dark 5 Fire 5 Together 5 Never 5
Louise Bogan Quotes
- I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy
- I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering; surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy!
Comments about Louise Bogan
- Precizionfit: no man should be shamefaced through his work, to give back to the world a portion of its lost heart. - louise bogan
- Rabihalameddine: this was the poem of the day five years ago: medusa by louise bogan
- Rabihalameddine: last year: several voices out of a cloud by louise bogan
- David_j_higgins: national poetry day: medusa by louise bogan
- Samanthadunn: “…in a time lacking in truth and certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart.” louise bogan