Denise Levertov

(24 October 1923 – 20 December 1997 / Ilford, Essex)

Denise Levertov Poems

41. Wanting The Moon 1/3/2003
42. Pleasures 1/3/2003
43. The Thread 1/13/2003
44. The Rainwalkers 1/3/2003
45. Losing Track 1/3/2003
46. Wedding-Ring 1/3/2003
47. The Avowal 1/3/2003
48. People At Night 1/3/2003
49. The Mutes 1/3/2003
50. An Excerpt From &Quot;Mass For The Day Of St. Thomas Didymus&Quot; 1/20/2003
51. Looking, Walking, Being 1/3/2003
52. Stepping Westward 1/3/2003
53. Grey Sparrow Addresses The Mind's Ear 1/3/2003
54. An Embroidery 1/3/2003
55. In Mind 1/3/2003
56. Ikon: The Harrowing Of Hell 1/3/2003
57. Zeroing In 1/3/2003
58. The Ache Of Marriage 1/3/2003
59. Contraband 1/3/2003
60. Everything That Acts Is Actual 1/3/2003
61. The Garden Wall 1/3/2003
62. Illustrious Ancestors 1/3/2003
63. Variation On A Theme By Rilke 1/3/2003
64. To The Snake 1/3/2003
65. Intrusion 1/3/2003
66. Aware 1/3/2003
67. Celebration 1/3/2003
68. Hymn To Eros 1/3/2003
69. From The Roof 1/3/2003
70. Bearing The Light 1/3/2003
71. Adam's Complaint 1/3/2003
72. Living 1/3/2003
73. In California During The Gulf War 1/3/2003
74. The Secret 1/3/2003
75. A Tree Telling Of Orpheus 1/3/2003
76. Talking To Grief 1/3/2003
77. What Were They Like? 1/3/2003

Comments about Denise Levertov

  • Paul Ricard (2/19/2010 9:50:00 AM)

    i've never read anything about her before, but this morning I happened upon a poem of her's, 'Aware' which has sent my heart soaring. So beautiful! ! !

    Is there anyway that I could write to her, e-mail or regular? ? ? Please let me know, I want to thank her and tell her that I am looking forward to more readings of her poetry in the near future. Such a beautiful poem.

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Best Poem of Denise Levertov

What Were They Like?

Did the people of Viet Nam
use lanterns of stone?
Did they hold ceremonies
to reverence the opening of buds?
Were they inclined to quiet laughter?
Did they use bone and ivory,
jade and silver, for ornament?
Had they an epic poem?
Did they distinguish between speech and singing?

Sir, their light hearts turned to stone.
It is not remembered whether in gardens
stone gardens illumined pleasant ways.
Perhaps they gathered once to delight in blossom,
but after their children were killed
there were no more buds.
Sir, laughter is bitter to the burned ...

Read the full of What Were They Like?


After I had cut off my hands
and grown new ones

something my former hands had longed for
came and asked to be rocked.

After my plucked out eyes
had withered, and new ones grown

something my former eyes had wept for
came asking to be pitied.

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