Denise Levertov

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

Song For Ishtar - Poem by Denise Levertov

The moon is a sow
and grunts in my throat
Her great shining shines through me
so the mud of my hollow gleams
and breaks in silver bubbles


She is a sow
and I a pig and a poet


When she opens her white
lips to devour me I bite back
and laughter rocks the moon


In the black of desire
we rock and grunt, grunt and
shine


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010



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