Likes, I wrote too much again. Ideally I'd keep the character count below 6000. Well. it daint matter. Poem: Louise Glück - Gretel in Darkness (1975) This is the world we wanted. All who would have seen us dead are dead. I hear the witch's cry break in the moonlight through a sheet of sugar: God rewards. Her tongue shrivels into gas... Read the rest of the poem here I am onto The House in the Marshland, the second Louise Glück collection in the omnibus. I am still not really vibing with her poems, but have been led to believe she is really great. Most poems seem to be vibes based rather than about actual things, but occasionally I like something- this poem being the highlight so far. The poem is a dark sequel to the Hansel and Gretel fairy-tale. Years later, the two children are living safe and secure in the parents house, yet both are clearly traumatised by the events of the candy house, in which they murdered their captor. The ending reminds me of the marshland of True Detective…
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