Louise Gluck
 

Louise Gluck

First Memory

Long ago, I was wounded. I lived
to revenge myself
against my father, not
for what he was-
for what I was: from the beginning of time,
in childhood, I thought
that pain meant I was not loved.
It meant I loved.

From ARARAT (Ecco Press, 2009)

 

Poems by Louise Glück

Penelope's Song

Brown Circle

Witchgrass

  

First Memory
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