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"Two by two in the ark of
the ache of it." Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-American poet. "The Ache of Marriage," O Taste and See (1964). |
"A form upon the quilted
overcast, gleam, Sacrè
Coeur, saltlick
to the mind's
desire" Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "Threshold." |
"But not luck
brought us here. By design
clear air and cold wind polish
the river lights, by design
we are to live now in a new place." Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "From the Roof." |
"looking for joy, some joy
not to be known outside it
two by two in the ark of
the ache of it." Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "The Ache of Marriage." |
"To speak of sorrow
works upon it
moves it from its
crouched place barring
the way to and from the soul's hall...." Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "To Speak." |
"This wild night, gathering the washing as if it were flowers
animal vines twisting over the line and
slapping my face lightly, soundless merriment
in the gesticulations of shirtsleeves ..." Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "From the Roof." |
"looking for joy, some joy
not to be known outside it
two by two in the ark of
the ache of it." Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-American poet. The Ache of Marriage (l. 10-13). . .
Poems 1960-1967 [Denise Levertov]. (1983) New Directions. |
"before its great shadow joined
the walls and roof and seemed
to uphold the hall like a beam." Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "To Speak." |
"When my body leaves me
I'm lonesome for it.
but body
goes away to I don't know where
and it's lonesome to drift
above the space it
fills when it's here." Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "Gone Away." |
"by noon
the whole city in all its corruption,
all its shed blood the monsoon cannot wash away,
has become a temple,
fragile, insolent, absolute." Denise Levertov (b. 1923), Anglo-U.S. poet. "The Altars in the Street." |
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