One of American’s most beautiful poets, Jack Gilbert, has passed away. He was 87. He is easily the most important poet to me as a reader and as a writer.
WAKING AT NIGHT
The blue river is gray at morning
and evening. There is twilight
at dawn and dusk. I lie in the dark
wondering if this quiet in me now
is a beginning or an end.
(from The Dance Most of All)
Some links below:
Page on Gilbert by the Academy of American Poets
Notes from a Poet’s Well-Observed Life (NPR)
Chard deNiord’s interview with Jack Gilbert.
David Orr’s review of Gilbert’s Collected Poems
LA Times feature on Jack Gilbert
Poetry Foundation page on Gilbert
A Paris Review interview from 2005 (required reading)
Thank you for collecting these, Grant. I miss him already.
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