“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.”
Quote by Denise Levertov
Book:Selected poems
Work
Selected poems
This book compiles a selection of poems that showcase the depth and diversity of the author's poetic voice, exploring a range of subjects and employing different literary techniques. more
Author
You May Also Like
Source: Selected poems
Source: The Sorrow Dance: Poems
Source: Selected poems
Source: Making Peace
Source: Poems of Denise Levertov, 1960-1967
“I watch the clouds as I see them in pomp advancing, pursuing the fallen sun.”
Source: The Sorrow Dance: Poems
Source: Poems of Denise Levertov, 1960-1967
“The last cobwebs of fog in the black firtrees are flakes of white ash in the world's hearth.”
