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#Winter Recipes from the Collective
metamorphesque · 4 months
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The Story Of The Passport, Louise Glück ("Winter Recipes from the Collective")
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derangedrhythms · 1 year
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Louise Glück, Winter Recipes from the Collective; from 'Winter Recipes from the Collective'
TEXT ID: It was as dark as it would ever be but then I knew to expect this, the month being December, the month of darkness.
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louisegluck · 2 years
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Louise Glück, from “Autumn.”
[Text ID: “How heavy my mind is, filled with the past. Is there enough room for the world to penetrate? It must go somewhere, it cannot simply sit on the surface—”]
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gennsoup · 4 months
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It was as dark as it would ever be but then I knew to expect this, the month being December, the month of darkness.
Louise Glück, Winter Recipes from the Collective
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auroraleigh · 2 years
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on daughters and mothers
milan kundera/mad men/madeline miller/louise glück
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crucifiedlovers · 2 years
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How heavy my mind is, filled with the past. Is there enough room for the world to penetrate? It must go somewhere, it cannot simply sit on the surface—
Louise Glück, “Autumn” from Winter Recipes from the Collective
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cntarella · 1 year
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Look at us, she said. We are all of us in this room still waiting be to transformed. This is why we search for love. We search for it all our lives, even after we find it.
Louise Glück, from “An Endless Story,” Winter Recipes from the Collective
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readtilyoudie · 10 months
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Everything is change, he said, and everything is connected. Also everything returns, but what returns is not what went away --
Winter Recipes From The Collective by Louise Glück
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essektheylyss · 1 year
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Winter Recipes from the Collective is only forty pages long but I have to stop every seven lines to just [screaming internally] [static noises]
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I know what you think, he said; we all despise stories that seem dry and interminable, but mine will be a true love story, if by love we mean the way we loved when we were young, as though there were no time at all.
Louise Gluck, Winter Recipes from the Collective
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metamorphesque · 4 months
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Poem, Louise Glück ("Winter Recipes from the Collective")
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thegirlsread · 2 years
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Louise Glück, “Winter Journey” from Winter Recipes from the Collective
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louisegluck · 2 years
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Louise Glück, from “The Denial of Death.”
[Text ID: “Everything is change, he said, and everything is connected. Also everything returns, but what returns is not what went away⏤”]
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gennsoup · 10 months
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And then we are simply falling-- And the world goes by, all the worlds, each more beautiful than the last; I touch your cheek to protect you--
Louise Glück, Poem
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prettycynicist · 2 years
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And the world goes by, all the worlds, each more beautiful than the last;
“Poem” from Winter Recipes From The Collective by Louise Glück
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crucifiedlovers · 2 years
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Everything is change...and everything is connected. Also everything returns, but what returns is not what went away—
Louise Glück, “The Denial of Death” from Winter Recipes from the Collective
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