The Red Poppy

Portrait of Louise Glück
Louise Glück 1943–2023

The great thing is not having a mind. Feelings: oh, I have those; they govern me. I have a lord in heaven called the sun, and open for him, showing him the fire of my own heart, fire like his presence. What could such glory be if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters, were you like me once, long ago, before you were human? Did you permit yourselves to open once, who would never open again? Because in truth I am speaking now the way you do. I speak because I am shattered.

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  1. mike United States

    The author of this poem is Louise Gluck, not John Donne.

  2. sophie United Kingdom

    please were a poppy the lady said and held one fourth but i shook my head then i stopped and watched as she offered them there and face was old and lined with care.
    But beaneth the years the scares had made that remaind a smile that refused to faid a boy came whistling down the street bouncing along on care free feet.

  3. Leela Chatterjee

    Red Poppy shows the innermost feeling of the poet.Fire is burning in her heart like the fire of the sun.Before being human, people of this world whom she addresses as brothers and sisters were not human.This is allegorical.She is speaking now because she is shattered
    This is a reflection of the pain she suffered throughout her life. poetry is the best medium of expressing our pains, sorrows, unhappiness and loneliness that can be devastating for a very conscious human being.

  4. Ken Peterson

    As with most modern poetry analysis all of the comments involve the meaning of the language and offering nothing about the patterns of the language distinct from the means.
    The sound patterns of poems is what distinguished poetry from prose. The comments I see could all be as well about prose. The is nothing I see in the comments which suggests the work is poetry and not prose.

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