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Do you mistake me? I am speaking of living, of moving from one moment into the next, and into the one after, breathing death in the spring air.
Denise Levertov
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Denise Levertov
Age: 74 †
Born: 1923
Born: October 24
Died: 1997
Died: December 20
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The fire in leaf and grass so green it seems each summer the last summer.
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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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