Circe’s Grief by Louise Glück

Louise Glück

Circe’s Grief by Louise Glück

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Finally finished with one of my projects, goodness. I’ve been writing that for two months. I feel emotionally, mentally and creatively drained. I hope my client is happy. As for me I just want to crawl back to bed and sleep for a year.

Circe’s Grief

Louise Glück

In the end, I made myself

Known to your wife as

A god would, in her own house, in

Ithaca, a voice

Without a body: she

Paused in her weaving, her head turning

First to the right, then left

Though it was hopeless of course

To trace that sound to any

Objective source: I doubt

She will return to her loom

With what she knows now. When

You see her again, tell her

This is how a god says goodbye:

If I am in her head forever

I am in your life forever.

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