Andrew ShieldsReading Denise Levertov for three-and-a-half years. #111Words #Poetry #DeniseLevertov #Levertov #JohnAshbery #PaulCelan #CollectedPoems https://andrewjshields.blogspot.com/2023/11/reading-denise-levertov-for-three-and.html
When I opened the door / I found the vine leaves / speaking among themselves in abundant / whispers. (Denise #Levertov, “Aware”) #ThisGreatUnknowing #Poetry
You / at last could endure / no more. (Denise #Levertov, “Thinking about Paul Celan”) #ThisGreatUnknowing #Poetry
sitting / at the foot of the bed / in the old rocker (Denise #Levertov, “Moments of Joy”) #ThisGreatUnknowing #Poetry
orchards, clouds of blossom, / crimson peaches, fragrant apricots, / forty years back, fifty at most (Denise #Levertov, “Alienation in Silicon Valley”) #ThisGreatUnknowing #Poetry
What I thought to be a river / turned out to be sky. (Denise #Levertov, “Descending Sequence”) #ThisGreatUnknowing #Poetry
A darkness rivered, swirled, meandered (Denise #Levertov, “Southern Cross”) #ThisGreatUnknowing #Poetry
English, Urdu, Tagalog, the French of Tours, / the French of Haiti (Denise #Levertov, “Immersion”) #ThisGreatUnknowing #Poetry
It was the little familiar / net attached to her hat, / it was especially / the thick soft cloth of his black / clerical overcoat. (Denise #Levertov, “Enduring Love”) #ThisGreatUnknowing #Poetry