Well, it’s a switchback while hiking from Rossetti to Hughes, but a natural path to Birthday Letters.
from Robbing Myself / by Ted Hughes
I peered awhile, as through the keyhole,
Into my darkened, hushed casket
From which (I did not know)
I had already lost the treasure.
And, botanicals remind me of gardens, and then gardens remind me of the opposite of gardens like this one about Persephone. Glück was our teacher for one quarter at UCLA.
from A Myth of Devotion / by Louise Glück
you’re dead, nothing can hurt you
which seems to him
a more promising beginning, more true
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