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BokhariFevziye: Every day, every day I hear enough to fill a year of nights with wondering. Denise Levertov

BokhariFevziye: Love is a landscape the long mountains define but don't shut off from the unseeable distance. Denise Levertov

zaharaesque: “Sweep up anguish as with a wing-tip, brushing the ashes back to the fire’s core. […] Endless returning, endless revolution of dream to ember, ember to anguish, anguish to flame.” —Denise Levertov, from “Relearning the Alphabet”

PoetNotRockStar: “Poems…become stepping stones in one’s slow pilgrimage…small Virgils leading the soul’s Dante around the spiral of hell and paradise.” — Denise Levertov

ZarkWriting: This morning's visitor made me think of a Denise Levertov poem. Why she isn't at least as famous as the male Beat Generation poets remains a longstanding mystery to me:

Carlolight: So absolute, it is. no other than happiness itself, a breathing too quiet to hear. Denise Levertov

hmvanderhart: After I had cut off my hands and grown new ones something my former hands had longed for came and asked to be rocked. Denise Levertov

DujieTahat: For a long time I wanted to read poems that made ppl stand up & applaud. Since I heard Solmaz Sharif read this poem last yr I’ve wanted to write poems that stun ppl to silence— even make them get up and leave. “The Day the Audience Walked Out On Me, and Why.” by Denise Levertov

CailinCeltic: ........ thistles,breaks free. No one discovers just where we've been,when we're caught up again into our own sphere(where we must return,indeed,to evolve our destinies) but we have changed,a little. Sojourns In The Parallel World - Denise Levertov Images -Google PicFinder

TomSnarsky: a ~translation of Guillevic’s great anti-capitalist poem “Les Trusts”, amateurishly after the great Denise Levertov translation

sadaf65243603: we must breathe time as fishes breathe water Denise levertov

FelwaAlhudaithy: “I believed the moonlight could change me if it would.” Denise Levertov, from Breathing the Water: Poems; “The Well,” c. 1987

goodnatureart: Denise Levertov and other poets I love quoted in this story of grief and activism by Francis Weller

sukasukasaja3: 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)

rabihalameddine: This was the poem of the day two years ago: Talking to Grief by Denise Levertov

sukasukasaja3: 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)

kakajaluo: "Insofar as poetry has a social function it is to awaken sleepers by other means than shock,” Denise Levertov

goodnatureart: One of my favorite new poets. First poets were Psalms, and my father saying "the grass withers and the flower fades..." then e.e. cummings, langston hughes in 5th grade, denise levertov (Detroit) & the Tempts, Walt Whitman, Neruda, Kunitz, Lawrence, Jordan, Beatles, and...

buddingbirch: from Denise Levertov's 'Movement' ...feel within one a flexible steel upright, parallel to the spine but longer, from which to stretch; one's own grave springboard; the outflying spirit's vertical trampoline.

ohthatwright: Denise Levertov, "Once Only".

sukasukasaja3: 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)

philaitatos: also read the women!!!! diane di prima! lenore kandel! denise levertov! ruth weiss! there were a lot of them history just made sure to erase them from the narrative

KZSCspins: Adrienne Rich - Ghost of a Chance (Adrienne Rich and Denise Levertov Read Their Poems)

megmcdermott92: "...I believe with doubt. I doubt and interrupt my doubt with belief..." -Denise Levertov

DavidDark: "Form is never more than a revelation of content." Denise Levertov

DavidDark: "Communion is the very basis of human living, of living humanly." Denise Levertov

DavidDark: "Each voice that comes to trouble you is your own." Denise Levertov

TriciaWhatley: Let me walk through the fields of paper touching with my wand dry stems and stunted butterflies.... Denise Levertov

mormonletters: Transcendence and the tide. BYU student Moe Graviet draws on Denise Levertov’s religious poetry to describe the undulations of spirituality.

CECDtweets: But for us the road unfurls itself, we don’t stop walking, we know there is far to go. + Denise Levertov

ZeeshanJaanam: I believe every space and comma is a living part of the poem and has its function, just as every muscle and pore of the body has its function. And the way the lines are broken is a functioning part essential to the life of the poem. Denise Levertov

brimorganbooks: existential-celestial: Denise Levertov, from “A Blessing (For Joanna Macy),” in Breathing the Water

dorion_niprock: Tuesday morning love poem: Song For A Dark Voice, Denise Levertov

jpbrm30: The poet waving farewell is not so sure of the river. [...] words are leaven. They work in the poet. The river swiftly goes on braiding its heavy tresses, brown and flashing, as far as the eye can see. - Denise Levertov, from “A Blessing (For Joanna Macy),” in Breathing the Water

lucubrations: Poem of the Day 6/8 Opening Words by Denise Levertov

ohthatwright: From Sands of the Well, by Denise Levertov:

PoetNotRockStar: “Make a place for yourself in the darkness and wait there. Be there.” — Denise Levertov

PeachDelphine: Elliston Shorts: Denise Levertov "A Dark Summer Day"

CaptainBookmark: we must /make/ peace in the world, as Denise Levertov reminds us. And lastly, we must also affirm justice for the downtrodden (the oppressed) and this justice must be guided by prudence and enacted with temperance and courage.

soshunetwork: I don't know if that Denise Levertov poem 'What Were They Like?' is still on the school syllabus, but if it is I feel like it should be taught alongside this poem of hers too

saracress: Wonderful Zoom class tonight via

ohthatwright: It Should be Visible, from Sands of the Well, by Denise Levertov:

_Sobieski: 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, the innocents just His own age and those unnumbered others waiting here unaware, in an endless void... Denise Levertov

aquotebot: “There’s too much grief. Mother, / what shall I do with it?” -Denise Levertov

PoetNotRockStar: “the secret of life in a sudden line of poetry.” — Denise Levertov, from “The Secret”

robenVan_: "Solitude within multitude seduced me early." — Denise Levertov

PoetNotRockStar: “We utter each to each our absolute presence.” — Denise Levertov, from Voyage.

RevAndrewRumsey: ‘Something has to give ... a rush of air withdrawn, the breath taken’ - Denise Levertov, Wings of a God.

RobsonLinda: All which... we thought we'd do, be, revisit,turns out to have been what it was that once. Don't expect to return for more. Whatever more there will be, will be unique as those were unique. ~ Denise Levertov,…

mattymoron: 5 of 5 stars to Selected Poems by Denise Levertov

eliotwritenow: Talking to Grief by Denise Levertov Ah, Grief, I should not treat you like a homeless dog who comes to the back door for a crust, for a meatless bone. I should trust you. I should coax you into the house and give you your own corner, a worn mat to lie on, your own water dish.

LToTY0: “Poems force the lock of my throat.” — Denise Levertov

PoetNotRockStar: “We utter each to each our absolute presence.” — Denise Levertov

sukasukasaja3: 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)

tweetyburd: be-i-ng: Seeing for a Moment by Denise Levertov I thought I was growing wings –… it was a cocoon. I thought, now is the time to step into the fire – it was deep water. Eschatology is a word I learned as a child: the study of Last Things;...

lkvr0: “Poems force the lock of my throat.” — Denise Levertov

giles_carol: From CTmagazine: "God’s abstention is only from human dialects. The holy voice utters its woe and glory in myriad musics, in signs and portents. Our own words are for us to speak, a way to ask and to answer" - Denise Levertov

CTmagazine: "God’s abstention is only from human dialects. The holy voice utters its woe and glory in myriad musics, in signs and portents. Our own words are for us to speak, a way to ask and to answer" - Denise Levertov

Faust89823700: those slabs of wood that were warm, ancient, and now wait somewhere to be burnt. Denise Levertov

J_P_Clarke: Beautiful picture of pastoral ministry - the shepherd who guides the sheep even through the valley of the shadow of death - a pastor of grief & dreams: 'A Cure of Souls', by Denise Levertov

TigerLilyGypsy: Making Peace by Denise Levertov – Business in Rhyme

themoneyiowe: “We look for communion / and are turned away” — Denise Levertov

unAustraliana: In 1959, decades before she visited Australia, Denise Levertov appeared in a television advertisement for the 'Animal Talent Scout' agency, where she met 'Sidney' the kangaroo, describing her shock at 'how much like a hare [he] really was - the head & ears especially.'

jazzdisjunction: Absolutely loved this week's Short Cuts - The Sea, The Sea -

oiiv_: “Poems force the lock of my throat.” — Denise Levertov

SarahED___: َ “Poems force the lock of my throat.” — Denise Levertov

mission_priest: Poem tonight for something a little different the whole of Denise Levertov’s Mass for the Day of St Thomas Didymus with Jesus Prayer between the sections 1 / 2 Adoration, Poem, Jesus Prayer 7 - 7-30pm on FB Live

robenVan_: The purpose of poetry is to awaken sleepers by means other than shock. — Denise Levertov

kylenehayley: Denise Levertov on Making Art Amid Chaos and the Artist’s Task to Awaken Society’s Sleepers – Brain Pickings

juleneely: & this Denise Levertov poem!

ElliottBlackwe3: “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.” ― Denise Levertov

Anagram2112: 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. Denise Levertov

_michaelamorris: “God’s abstention is only from human dialects. The holy voice utters its woe and glory in myriad musics, in signs and portents. Our own words are for us to speak, a way to ask and to answer.” -Denise Levertov

PoetNotRockStar: “Poems force the lock of my throat.” — Denise Levertov

GreatBooksFnd: Today is International Day of Living Together in Peace. Read "Making Peace" by Denise Levertov and share your answer to this question: Why does the speaker say that peace "can’t be known except / in the words of its making"?

nickripatrazone: Wendell Berry, Denise Levertov, Thomas Merton, & a wheelbarrow. Photo by Ralph Eugene Meatyard.

SophiaCycles1: To speak of sorrow works upon it moves it from its crouched place barring the way to and from the soul’s hall. ~Denise Levertov

KelliAgodon: "I'm not very good at praying, but what I experience when I'm writing a poem is close to prayer. . ." Denise Levertov --Me too, Denise, me too.

dianabutlerbass: But peace, like a poem, is not there ahead of itself, can’t be imagined before it is made, can’t be known except in the words of its making, grammar of justice, syntax of mutual aid. - Denise Levertov

jonesyUK: Have loved being a part of this espresso cohort from the Common Good Collective. Here’s the poem read today: Beginners, by Denise Levertov “From too much love of living, Hope and desire set free, Even the…

ZeeshanJaanam: You have come to the shore. There are no instructions. Denise Levertov

ZeeshanJaanam: A poet articulating the dreads and horrors of our time is necessary in order to make readers understand what is happening, really understand it, not just know about it but feel it... Denise Levertov

ronsilliman: When I first appeared in Poetry in 1969, two other "debut" poets appearing there for their first time were Mitchell Goodman, then the husband of Denise Levertov, and Larry Eigner

BokhariFevziye: Night is  breathing  close to us,  dark, soft. Denise Levertov

StJamesSeattle: The Poem of the Week! This week, we explore Denise Levertov’s “Annunciation.” Cathedral parishioner Jackie O’Ryan reads the poem, and Corinna Laughlin offers a brief commentary.

PageTwoBookshop: 'The clouds as I see them, rising urgently, roseate in the mounting of somber power surging in evening haste over roofs and hermetic grim walls—' Denise Levertov (1923-1997)

andyhozier: "(...) thigh and tongue, beloved, are heavy with it, it throbs in the teeth." — Denise Levertov, excerpt of “The Ache of Marriage”, in Poems 1960-1967

andyhozier: “And on our lips the blood of berries before we kiss,” — Denise Levertov, from Candles in Babylon: Poems; “To Eros,”

Channel_LitMag: Golden-mouthed, the titled smile of the moon westering is at the black window, Calavera of Spring. Do you mistake me? I am speaking of living - - - Denise Levertov, Another Spring

Channel_LitMag: Just when you seem to yourself nothing but a flimsy web of questions, you are given the questions of others to hold in the emptiness of your hands, songbird eggs that can still hatch if you keep them warm - - - Denise Levertov, A Gift

almanacpodcast: We remember the year 1907 and the birth of Kathrum Kuhlman. The reading is from Denise Levertov, "Taste and See."

mission_priest: Poem at Compline tonight from The Showings: Lady Julian by Denise Levertov in The Stream and the Sapphire

ReadupDotCom: Please do not apologize for being slow on Twitter. This place is a storm of turbulent evil. It reminds me of the midnight streets in Denise Levertov's Candles in Babylon:

maxinepatroni: What the poet is called on to clarify is not answers but the existence of questions; and the poet’s likelihood of so clarifying them for others is made possible only through dialogue with the self. - Denise Levertov, “Origins of the Poem”

ERBks: New Lectionary Poetry for this coming Sunday – Easter Week 5 - Includes poems by Denise Levertov and Gwendolyn Brooks:

ERBks: Jane Jacobs, New Podcast Episode, Deep Work, Denise Levertov, MORE - May 4 - ERB Daily Book Morsel

ssteingraber1: The poetry of Denise Levertov (1923-1997) is known for openness of form and precision of language. Levertov founded the Writers and Artists Protest against the War in Vietnam. She was jailed for civil disobedience. She spoke out against nuclear weapons and the Persian Gulf War.

ssteingraber1: Denise Levertov was hugely influential poet. At age 12, she mailed her poetry to T.S. Eliot. He wrote back. Diagnosed with lymphoma, she composed poetry almost up to the minute of her death—at age 74. The lives of the elderly have value. This should not need to be said.

AHA1R: The Way It Is by Denise Levertov

en_astros: ...How could we tire of hope? —So much is in bud. ...We have only begun to envision How it might be To live as siblings with beast and flower, Not as oppressors.... —Denise Levertov, “Beginners” The natural world is our extended body. Caring for beast a…



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