Jack Gilbert
Jack Gilbert
Jack Gilbertwas an American poet...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth18 February 1925
CountryUnited States of America
dream heart angel
Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods. Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt. But there’s music in us. Hope is pushed down but the angel flies up again taking us with her.
jobs moving pride
Being alive is so extraordinary I don’t know why people limit it to riches, pride, security—all of those things life is built on. People miss so much because they want money and comfort and pride, a house and a job to pay for the house. And they have to get a car. You can’t see anything from a car. It’s moving too fast. People take vacations. That’s their reward—the vacation. Why not the life?
stars lovely constellations
We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.
world accepting stubbornness
We must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world.
dream vocabulary might
I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.
lying heart
The heart lies to itself because it must.
feet flames giant looked mill pittsburgh steel torrent work
You can't work in a steel mill and think small. Giant converters hundreds of feet high. Every night, the sky looked enormous. It was a torrent of flames - of fire. The place that Pittsburgh used to be had such scale.
believe triumph failing
I believe that Icarus was not failing as he fell, but just coming to the end of his triumph.