The Wild Iris

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Edition: Reprint
Format: Paperback
Pub. Date: 2009-09-28
Publisher(s): HarperCollins Publications
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Summary

This collection of stunningly beautiful poems encompasses the natural, human, and spiritual realms, and is bound together by the universal themes of time and mortality. With clarity and sureness of craft, Gluck's poetry questions, explores, and finally celebrates the ordeal of being alive.

Table of Contents

The Wild Iris
1(2)
Matins
2(1)
Matins
3(1)
Trillium
4(1)
Lamium
5(1)
Snowdrops
6(1)
Clear Morning
7(2)
Spring Snow
9(1)
End of Winter
10(2)
Matins
12(1)
Matins
13(1)
Scilla
14(1)
Retreating Wind
15(1)
The Garden
16(2)
The Hawthorn Tree
18(1)
Love in Moonlight
19(1)
April
20(1)
Violets
21(1)
Witchgrass
22(2)
The Jacob's Ladder
24(1)
Matins
25(1)
Matins
26(1)
Song
27(1)
Field Flowers
28(1)
The Red Poppy
29(1)
Clover
30(1)
Matins
31(1)
Heaven and Earth
32(1)
The Doorway
33(1)
Midsummer
34(2)
Vespers
36(1)
Vespers
37(1)
Vespers
38(1)
Daisies
39(1)
End of Summer
40(2)
Vespers
42(1)
Vespers
43(1)
Vespers
44(1)
Early Darkness
45(1)
Harvest
46(1)
The White Rose
47(1)
Ipomoea
48(1)
Presque Isle
49(1)
Retreating Light
50(2)
Vespers
52(1)
Vespers: Parousia
53(2)
Vespers
55(1)
Vespers
56(1)
Sunset
57(1)
Lullaby
58(1)
The Silver Lily
59(1)
September Twilight
60(2)
The Gold Lily
62(1)
The White Lilies
63

Excerpts

The Wild Iris


At the end of my suffering

there was a door.

Hear me out: that which you call death

I remember.

Overhead, noises, branches of the pine shifting.

Then nothing. The weak sun

flickered over the dry surface.

It is terrible to survive

as consciousness

buried in the dark earth.

Then it was over: that which you fear, being

a soul and unable

to speak, ending abruptly, the stiff earth

bending a little. And what I took to be

birds darting in low shrubs.

You who do not remember

passage from the other world

I tell you I could speak again: whatever

returns from oblivion returns to find a voice:

from the center of my life came

a great fountain, deep blue

shadows on azure seawater.

(Continues...)

Excerpted from Wild Iris by Louise Gluck Copyright © 2003 by Louise Gluck
Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

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