I spent the past couple days reading and rereading one of my favorite poets, Louise Glück. Glück died last week. My friend Clay Risen did the lovely obituary in The New York Times. “If her work rarely offered redemption, let alone joy, it did seek solace, if only in the acceptance of the world as it is—Achilles’ triumph…
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