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Grief is a hole you walk around in the daytime and at night you fall into it.
Denise Levertov
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Denise Levertov
Age: 74 †
Born: 1923
Born: October 24
Died: 1997
Died: December 20
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Ilford
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An absolute patience. Trees stand up to their knees in fog. The fog slowly flows uphill. White cobwebs, the grass leaning where deer have looked for apples. The woods from brook to where the top of the hill looks over the fog, send up not one bird. So absolute, it is no other than happiness itself, a breathing too quiet to hear.
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Praise the invisible sun burning beyond the white cold sky, giving us light and the chimney's shadow.
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slowly the pale dew-beads of light lapped up from flowers can thicken, darken to gold: honey of the human.
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In certain ways writing is a form of prayer.
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Images split the truth in fractions.
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The fire in leaf and grass so green it seems each summer the last summer.
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The world is not with us enough. O taste and see.
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In the dark I rest, unready for the light which dawns day after day, eager to be shared. Black silk, shelter me. I need more of the night before I open eyes and heart to illumination. I must still grow in the dark like a root not ready, not ready at all.
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I like to find what's not found at once, but lies within something of another nature, in repose, distinct.
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Both art and faith are dependent on imagination both are ventures into the unknown.
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But for us the road unfurls itself, we don't stop walking, we know there is far to go.
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I'll dig in into my days, having come here to live, not to visit. Grey is the price of neighboring with eagles, of knowing a mountain's vast presence, seen or unseen.
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Every day, every day I hear enough to fill a year of nights with wondering.
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And our dreams, with what frivolity we have pared them like toenails, clipped them like ends of split hair.
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Let me walk through the fields of paper touching with my wand dry stems and stunted butterflies.
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blue bead on the wick, there's that in me that burns and chills, blackening my heart with its soot, I think sometimes not Apollo heard me but a different god.
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Love is a landscape the long mountains define but don't shut off from the unseeable distance.
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Insofar as poetry has a social function it is to awaken sleepers by other means than shock.
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