"I am haunted by the feeling that she is saying melting lords of death, avalanches, rivers and moments of passing through. And I am replying, "Yes, yes. Shoes and pudding."
sowmya / ash: Sorry, don't know of any place where the full poem's available online. Here it is in its entirety though:
Are the angels of her bed the angels who come near me alone in mine? Are the green trees in her window the color I see in ripe plums? If she always sees backward and upside down without knowing it what chance do we have? I am haunted by the feeling that she is saying melting lords of death, avalanches, rivers and moments of passing through. And I am replying, "Yes, yes. Shoes and pudding."
- Jack Gilbert 'Say you love me' from his 2005 collection Refusing Heaven.
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Is there any place you know where I could read this poem online?
I tried looking for it, but can't find it.
Same here ... looke dup Jack Gilbert and found a couple of poems I liked .. not this one though. A link would be great !
sowmya / ash: Sorry, don't know of any place where the full poem's available online. Here it is in its entirety though:
Are the angels of her bed the angels
who come near me alone in mine?
Are the green trees in her window
the color I see in ripe plums?
If she always sees backward
and upside down without knowing it
what chance do we have? I am haunted
by the feeling that she is saying
melting lords of death, avalanches,
rivers and moments of passing through.
And I am replying, "Yes, yes.
Shoes and pudding."
- Jack Gilbert 'Say you love me' from his 2005 collection Refusing Heaven.
Intriguing funny-sad thought.
Err... apropos of the earlier discussion, I can't resist suggesting perhaps it isn't 'she' who sees "backward and upside down", but 'he'!
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