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.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Louise Glück's poem The Red Poppy

2 Comments

  1. sophie says:

    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.

  2. mike says:

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

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