Jack Gilbert Summer Poems

  • 1.
    There was no water at my grandfather's
    when I was a kid and would go for it
    with two zinc buckets. Down the path,
    past the cow by the foundation where
    ...
  • 2.
    Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies
    are not starving someplace, they are starving
    somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils.
    But we enjoy our lives because that's what God wants.
    ...
  • 3.
    Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
    It's the same when love comes to an end,
    or the marriage fails and people say
    they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
    ...
  • 4.
    In the small towns along the river
    nothing happens day after long day.
    Summer weeks stalled forever,
    and long marriages always the same.
    ...
  • 5.
    Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods.
    Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt.
    But there's music in us. Hope is pushed down
    but the angel flies up again taking us with her.
    ...
  • 6.
    Once upon a time I was sitting outside the cafe
    watching twilight in Umbria when a girl came
    out of the bakery with the bread her mother wanted.
    She did not know what to do. Already bewildered
    ...
  • 7.
    I'd walk her home after work
    buying roses and talking of Bechsteins.
    She was full of soul.
    Her small room was gorged with heat
    ...
  • 8.
    There is always the harrowing by mortality,
    the strafing by age, he thinks. Always defeats.
    Sorrows come like epidemics. But we are alive
    in the difficult way adults want to be alive.
    ...
Total 8 Summer Poems by Jack Gilbert

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