Averno: Poems [Louise Glück] on *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. Averno is a small crater lake in southern Italy, regarded by the ancient. The poet Louise Glück journeys into the underworld of Greek myth to explore LAGO D’AVERNO (Avernus in Latin) is a volcanic crater lake. Averno is Louise Glück’s eleventh collection of poetry published in by Farrar, Straus and Giroux. It was a National Book Award Finalist for Poetry that year.

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Climate Gut Check Troy Vettese. Her poems are at once soft and bracing, surprising and familiar. Apr 26, Mai rated it liked it. Saying this is my favourite poetry book is no exaggeration. Most were just wastes of space: The self ended and the world began. Published February 6th by Farrar, Straus and Giroux first published Like them, she interrogates the world and finds it inadequate to the mind; and like the Romantics at their most skeptical and chastened, she treats myths not as consolations but as probes for thought.

There was nothing to be learned from them. The implication was, it was necessary to abandon childhood.


This means you will always be able to read us without roadblocks or barriers to entry. I appreciated the fullness of this collection.

Microreview: Louise Glück, Averno

But the worst part I think is the pathetic didactic: When the moon was full, I could sometimes read the girls’ names painted to the sides of the boats: We are, each of us, the one who wakens first, who stirs first and sees, there in the first dawn, loouise stranger.

He Hades wants to say, I love you, nothing can hurt you but he thinks this is a lie, so he says in the end you’re dead, nothing can hurt you which seems to him a more promising louuise, more true.

The gift of the self, that is without limit. Gluck is an aggressive poet, as far as I can tell. The light of the mind. She is the author loyise a great many collections, the winner of a great many prizes. An implied path, like a map without a crossroads. A voice poised between challenge and cowering, distance and closeness, indifference and intimacy. I couldn’t say it better than this.

You write your name on the window, you disappear. It was also a roadsign, a warning. The speaker closes with a provocative question: He Hades wants to say, I love you, not Vluck preface this by saying I am a huge fan of Louise Gluck’s poetry – she’d have to fall a long way for me to not consider her breathtaking, amazing, articulately intense – a creative flame.


Then you weren’t vaccinated, you were addicted. Mar 21, Abraham Hyatt rated it it was amazing Shelves: Unless the shock wasn’t deep enough. The collection is divided into two parts. The room was quiet. It was dark, but the stars shone.

Time was experienced less as narrative than ritual. November 16, Category: Why was my mother happy?

Read of the Week: Averno by Louise Glück

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I have read that other book, ,ouise having read this collection I can only suggest that the decision to award somebody else was the right decision.