I Imagine the Gods, Jack Gilbert
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excerpted from "Burning (Andante Non Troppo," Refusing Heaven, Jack Gilbert
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It's world poetry day so here are some of my favorite poems:
Failing and Flying by Jack Gilbert
What the Living Do by Marie Howe
Night Walk by Franz Wright
Crossword by Lloyd Schwartz
The Great Fires by Jack Gilbert
Love Train by Tomás Q. Morín
Divorced Fathers and Pizza Crusts by Mark Halliday
Perhaps the World Ends Here by Joy Harjo
in another string of the multiverse, perhaps by Michaella Batten
acknowledgments by Danez Smith
Death Wish by Josh Alex Baker
San Francisco by Richard Brautigan
How to Watch Your Brother Die by Michael Lassell
You Are the Penultimate Love of My Life by Rebecca Hazelton
On Political(ized) Life by Kanika Lawton
All the Dead Boys Look Like Me by Christopher Soto
It Was the Animals by Natalie Diaz
In Time by W.S. Merwin
It Is Maybe Time to Admit That Michael Jordan Definitely Pushed Off by Hanif Abdurraqib
Dear Life by Maya C. Popa
I Could Touch It by Ellen Bass
To The Young Who Want To Die by Gwendolyn Brooks
Accident Report in the Tall, Tall Weeds by Ada Limón
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I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.
Jack Gilbert, “The Great Fires”
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I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.
Jack Gilbert, “The Great Fires”
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I wake up like a stray dog
belonging to no one.
Cold, cold, and the rain.
Friendships outgrown or ruined.
Jack Gilbert, from “Between Ageing and Old”
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I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.
Jack Gilbert, “The Great Fires”
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not getting closer by Jack Gilbert
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I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.
Jack Gilbert, “The Great Fires”
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Going There
by Jack Gilbert
The danger when we try to leave.
Going over and over afterward
what we should have done
instead of what we did.
But for those short times
we seemed to be alive. Misled,
misused, lied to and cheated,
certainly. Still, for that
little while, we visited
our possible life.
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Jack Gilbert, from Collected Poems; “Between Aging and Old”
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“Tear It Down” by Jack Gilbert
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Failing and Flying by Jack Gilbert
[ Text ID: Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew. ]
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