The
Paris Review published a brief
appreciation of
Jack Gilbert –– of whom I knew nothing (Though had I searched a moment more, I would have found
news of his passing.).
Poetry has links to three of his poems online, and the
following caught my eye:
The accidental affinities in our lives. I spent part of Monday afternoon circling the fountain of Ahmet III, just outside the Bab-ı Humayun and Topkapı Saray. There we were, "absurd about the fountain./ Obsessed." And those verses upon the fountain? Quite often, "cut with grace."
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| Detail of III. Ahmet Fountain; the bottom line reads (roughly): "Look! Under the dome of the sky is there such a measured building?" |
Ruhuna şad olsun.
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