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Why Get so Excited Author(s): Jack Gilbert Source: The Iowa Review, Vol. 15, No. 2 (Spring - Summer, 1985), p. 74 Published by: University of Iowa Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20156179 . Accessed: 17/06/2014 01:30 Your use of the JSTOR archive indicates your acceptance of the Terms & Conditions of Use, available at . http://www.jstor.org/page/info/about/policies/terms.jsp . JSTOR is a not-for-profit service that helps scholars, researchers, and students discover, use, and build upon a wide range of content in a trusted digital archive. We use information technology and tools to increase productivity and facilitate new forms of scholarship. For more information about JSTOR, please contact [email protected]. . University of Iowa is collaborating with JSTOR to digitize, preserve and extend access to The Iowa Review. http://www.jstor.org This content downloaded from 185.44.77.40 on Tue, 17 Jun 2014 01:30:08 AM All use subject to JSTOR Terms and Conditions

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Why Get so ExcitedAuthor(s): Jack GilbertSource: The Iowa Review, Vol. 15, No. 2 (Spring - Summer, 1985), p. 74Published by: University of IowaStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20156179 .

Accessed: 17/06/2014 01:30

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Eight Poems 'Jack Gilbert

Why Get So Excited

Are the angels of her bed the angels who come near me alone in mine?

Are the trees so green in her head

maybe the purples I find on plums? When she says like steel and fire

I think secretly and with tenderness

of wet mouths. And when she tries

to tell of it, saying shoe and pillow and river meaning melting lords

of death, avalanches of crows and long,

long moments of passing through, do I say yes, yes, shoes and rivers?

In Umbr?a

Once upon a time I was sitting outside the cafe

watching twilight in Umbria when a girl came

from the bakery with the bread her mother wanted

and did not know what to do. Already bewildered

by being thirteen and just that summer a woman.

Now had to walk right by the American man.

But she did great. Went past and around the corner

with style, not noticing me. Almost perfect. At the last second could not resist darting a look

down at her new breasts. Often I go back

to that dip of her head when people talk to me

about this one or that one of the great beauties.

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