“Snow had fallen. I remember music from an open window. Come to me, said the world.”
— Louise Glück, from October in “Poems 1962-2012″
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“…how painfully I flow,”
— John Keats, from The Complete Poems and Selected Letters; “Endymion,”
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“It is a chill blue December day; gloomy, icy, transparent. I am still resting. I am resting and resting–and sit about reading and relaxing,”
— Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. December 1960
“Stars fall, kamikaze / of ecstasy. The tide submits and submits.”
— Denise Levertov, from Poems 1972-1982; “Tropic Ritual”
