Denise Levertov

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

Losing Track - Poem by Denise Levertov

Long after you have swung back
away from me
I think you are still with me:

you come in close to the shore
on the tide
and nudge me awake the way

a boat adrift nudges the pier:
am I a pier
half-in half-out of the water?

and in the pleasure of that communion
I lose track,
the moon I watch goes down, the

tide swings you away before
I know I'm
alone again long since,

mud sucking at gray and black
timbers of me,
a light growth of green dreams drying.


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  • (2/15/2014 10:14:00 AM)


    She was the moon reflected with the stars that buoyed me on smooth dark waters all around me. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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