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Poetry Salon: Reading Louise Glück’s “The Wild Iris”
September 28, 2022 at 2:00 pm - 5:00 pm EDT
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What kind of a flower narrates a poem? What is death, and what life? Where do we find ourselves in these verses? This salon will allow us the time to read, savor, and reflect on this poem in its fullness, to enjoy the time together and find out where our hearts and minds take Glück’s rich and unsettling words.
As participants of previous poetry salons will attest, our approach is to read the poem out loud (at least twice) and let the conversation flow from there (and if it is anything like our past ii readings of Mary Oliver, Wallace Stevens, Pablo Neruda, and Marge Piercy, we expect it will).
THE WILD IRIS
At the end of my suffering
there was a door.
Hear me out: that which you call death
Overhead, noises, branches of the pine shifting.
Then nothing. The weak sun
flickered over the dry surface.
Feel free to read the poem ahead of the salon, or join us and experience it for the first time!