Denise Levertov

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

Intrusion - Poem by Denise Levertov

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.


Comments about Intrusion by Denise Levertov

  • (12/3/2010 2:05:00 PM)


    Very strong. These lines make you think, partly because they leave just enough room for interpretation. (Report) Reply

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  • Sylva Portoian (4/9/2010 11:06:00 AM)


    Very strong passionate stanzas
    May be She...wanted to say,
    I no longer want to write
    So I cut my hand
    But my hand grew longer!
    Thus I must write
    With strong tune,
    Feelings enhanced!
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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