I wanted to stay as I was
still as the world is never still,
not in midsummer but the moment before
the first flower forms, the moment
nothing is as yet past—
Louise Glück, opening lines to “The Doorway,” The Wild Iris (Ecco, 1992)
poetry louise gluck

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