![]() All of Winter Recipes walks this line between a shared social world and a parallel world of dreams, symbols, and obscure but profound instruction-a realm often ceded to the young and the old. It also speaks of somewhere else entirely. “We must return to where it was lost / if we want to find it again.” Wavering between melancholy and resolve, “A Children’s Story” speaks to our national mood better than most overtly political poems of the past few years. (“Outside the car, the cows and pastures are drifting away.”) But unlike other children’s stories, this one is in no rush to console. The poem it appears in, less so: “A Children’s Story” imagines a royal family driving back to the city after a pastoral sojourn, “all the little princesses / rattling in the back of the car.” The tone suits the genre invoked by its title the scene is at once mundane and surreal. ![]() “Nobody knows anything about the future.” In its apparent rebuke to both writer and reader, the line might seem exemplary of the stark, unsentimental lyric voice for which Glück is best known. “ Who can speak of the future?” Louise Glück asks in her new book of poems, Winter Recipes From the Collective. ![]()
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