Denise Levertov

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

The Sage - Poem by Denise Levertov

The cat is eating the roses:
that's the way he is.
Don't stop him, don't stop
the world going round,
that's the way things are.
The third of May
was misty; fourth of May
who knows. Sweep
the rose-meat up, throw the bits
out in the rain.
He never eats
every crumb, says
the hearts are bitter.
That's the way he is, he knows
the world and the weather.


Comments about The Sage by Denise Levertov

  • Drtony Brahmin (5/9/2019 1:37:00 AM)

    He never eats
    every crumb, says
    the hearts are bitter.
    That's the way he is, he knows
    the world and the weather. very good poem. tony
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