Who is Denise Levertov

Priscilla Denise Levertov (24 October 1923 – 20 December 1997) was an American poet. She was a recipient of the Lannan Literary Award for Poetry. Levertov's 'What Were They Like?' is currently included in the Pearson Edexcel GCSE (9–1) English Literature Poetry Anthology.

Contents Early life and influences Levertov was born and grew up in Ilford, Essex. Her mother, Beatrice Adelaide (née Spooner-Jones) Levertoff, came from a small mining village in North Wales. Her father, Paul Levertoff, had been a teacher at Leipzig University and as a Russian Hasidic Jew was held under house arrest during the First ...
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Denise Levertov Poems

  • People At Night
    A night that cuts between you and you
    and you and you and you
    and me : jostles us apart, a man elbowing
    through a crowd.          We won't ...
  • Aware
    When I found the door
    I found the vine leaves
    speaking among themselves in abundant
    whispers. ...
  • Matins

    The authentic! Shadows of it ...
  • Ikon: The Harrowing Of Hell
    Down through the tomb's inward arch
    He has shouldered out into Limbo
    to gather them, dazed, from dreamless slumber:
    the merciful dead, the prophets, ...
  • Contraband
    The tree of knowledge was the tree of reason.
    That's why the taste of it
    drove us from Eden. That fruit
    was meant to be dried and milled to a fine powder ...
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Light 22 Green 16 Dark 15 Time 15 Joy 14 White 13 Moon 12 Shadow 11 Deep 10 Life 10

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  • Poesispoesis: let’s go—much as that dog goes, intently haphazard. -- denise levertov, overland to the islands
  • Auf2020: "very few people really see things unless theyve had someone in early life who made them look at things. and name them too. but the looking is primary, the focus. " denise levertov
  • Poesispoesis: “rain-diamonds, this winter morning, embellish the tangle of unpruned pear-tree twigs; each solitaire, placed, it appears, with considered judgment, bears the light beneath the rifted clouds -- the invisible shared out in endless abundance.”-- denise levertov
  • On_the_seawall: "a magnetic presence & passionate talker whose gestures vigorously punctuate her words, levertov is a model for those who styled themselves into poets": from joyce peseroff's review of my deniversity, mark pawlak's memoir of working w/denise levertov
  • Dewitthenry: <div>on <em>my</em><i> deniversity: knowing denise levertov, </i>a memoir by mark pawlak</div>
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