Jack Gilbert

Often I go back to that dip of her head when people talk about this one or that one of great beauties. 

In Umbria

The young man wild with romance and appetite. Wondering whether he would ruin her by mistake. 

(can’t remember the title)

The stars burning so extravagantly those nights that anyone could tell you they would never last.

Failing and Flying

He began to hold back, pleading: “I didn’t put on the addresses! I don’t want them to think I forgot!”

“It doesn’t matter”, the better angel said, “they’ve been dead for years.”

The end of Paradise

 

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