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    The Pond - Poem by Louise The Fear Of Burial - Poem by

    Gluck Louise Gluck


    Night covers the pond with its wing. In the empty field, in the morning,
    Under the ringed moon I can make out the body waits to be claimed.
    your face swimming among minnows and the small The spirit sits beside it, on a small rock--
    echoing stars. In the night air nothing comes to give it form again.
    the surface of the pond is metal.
    Think of the body's loneliness.
    Within, your eyes are open. They contain At night pacing the sheared field,
    a memory I recognize, as though its shadow buckled tightly around.
    we had been children together. Our ponies Such a long journey.
    grazed on the hill, they were gray
    with white markings. Now they graze And already the remote, trembling lights of the village
    with the dead who wait not pausing for it as they scan the rows.
    like children under their granite breastplates, How far away they seem,
    lucid and helpless: the wooden doors, the bread and milk
    laid like weights on the table.
    The hills are far away. They rise up
    blacker than childhood.
    What do you think of, lying so quietly
    by the water? When you look that way I want
    to touch you, but do not, seeing
    as in another life we were of the same blood.

    https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-pond/ 18/02/2019 https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fear-of-burial/ 18/02/19

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