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“There she was, the mother of me, like a lit plinth, Heavenly, though I was reared to find this kind Of visitation impractical; she was an unbearable detail Of the supreme celestial map, Of which I had been taught that there was No such thing.”

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Trouble in Mind: Poems

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Lucie Brock-Broido
Lucie Brock-Broido

Lucie Brock-Broido is an American poet known for her distinctive style and profound emotional expression. Born on May 22, 1956, her poetry often delves into themes of human existence, including love, death, loneliness, and memory. more

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