The Untrustworthy Speaker Comments

It's very sad, really: all my life I've been praised For my intelligence, my powers of language, of insight- In the end they're wasted- .... That's why I'm not to be trusted. Because a wound to the heart Is also a wound to the mind. /// excellently written about inner feelings where the true feelings of self are exposed; it's a inner power I think where a poet can visit true own-self///

The poem gives me a strong viewpoint about life dear Louise Gluck.

An interesting and enjoyable read! 34832