• January 19 2012

    Elms by Louise Glück

    earlyfrost:

     All day I tried to distinguish
    need from desire. Now, in the dark,
    I feel only bitter sadness for us,
    the builders, the planers of wood,
    because I have been looking
    steadily at these elms
    and seen the process that creates
    the writhing, stationary tree
    is torment, and have understood
    it will make no forms but twisted forms.

    (Source: proustitute)

    Jan 19, 2012 @ 10:58 pm

    post tags: louise glück poetry