Talking To Grief Poem by Denise Levertov

Talking To Grief

Rating: 3.5


Ah, Grief, I should not treat you
like a homeless dog
who comes to the back door
for a crust, for a meatless bone.
I should trust you.

I should coax you
into the house and give you
your own corner,
a worn mat to lie on,
your own water dish.

You think I don't know you've been living
under my porch.
You long for your real place to be readied
before winter comes. You need
your name,
your collar and tag. You need
the right to warn off intruders,
to consider
my house your own
and me your person
and yourself
my own dog.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Indira Renganathan 24 October 2016

Your verbalization is good.. specially the metaphor..but why do you want to give grief-dog a corner in your heart (house) making yourself his person thereby turning to be ever a grieving person? Robert has said it very nicely.. I totally agree with him..10 for your good choice of words

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Nada gomaa 30 May 2021

Why the poet in this poem used the personal pronouns I and you?

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Jayatissa K. Liyanage 24 October 2016

How would one recognize and entertain joy, if one doesn't know what grief is. Grief being part of life has to be cared and managed like an obedient dog in one's own den. An Excellent metaphoric expression. Thanks for sharing the thought provoking poem. X

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Bernard F. Asuncion 24 October 2016

Congrats for being selected......

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Marieta Maglas 24 October 2016

The poetry of Denise Levertov is a poetry of suffering in equilibrium while wanting 'to show that violence has become an everyday occurrence.' She personifies this grief in order to prove that we can coexist with it. She's not passive, but she has an original method to fight for life through grief and this is so beautifully expressed through her poetry.

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M. Asim Nehal 20 June 2023

This is wonderful poem. I also agree with Robert.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 19 June 2023

Nice inscription. Beautiful poem

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Mahtab Bangalee 24 October 2019

Ah, Grief, You think I don't know you've been living under my porch. You long for your real place to be readied before winter comes. You need your name, your collar and tag. You need the right to warn off intruders, to consider my house your own and me your person and yourself my own dog. //// wonderful expression on grief

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Henry Tong 25 January 2018

The poet's grief has a personality.Levertov definitely captures the transience and individuality of grief and turns it into a company.

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minax 17 December 2017

I really love how she gave her grief a personality, how she showed us that THIS grief was hers and nobody else's

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