Everything That Acts Is Actual (Denise Levertov Poem)
From the tawny light from the rainy nights from the imagination finding itself and more than itself alone and more ...
From the tawny light from the rainy nights from the imagination finding itself and more than itself alone and more ...
Now that I've unplugged the phone, no one can reach me-- At least for this one afternoon they will have ...
The Four Archangels, so the legends tell, Raphael, Gabriel, Michael, Azrael, Being first of those to whom the Power was ...
I He would drink by himself And raise a weathered thumb Towards the high shelf, Calling another rum And blackcurrant, ...
I sat in the Muses' Hall at the mid of the day, And it seemed to grow still, and the ...
I remember well that night, now twenty years gone the hollow echo on the line after I answered him that ...
More than the stuff of clay water within us too by His breath alive able to walk the earth God ...
Seeing her young face a little bit dirty her mother tentative wanting to say yes the little stuffed dolly with ...
Sometimes the path not well marked sometimes I don't want to venture out too comfortable where I sit in this ...
Slowing down though I had to go a game in the dining room cribbage begun Tentative turns picking my cards ...
in the flames emboldened timid, tentative, doubting messengers empowered, given voice in the tongues of fire, the non-consuming, the living ...
Lord, how easy it is to speak of love, to say, to pledge, undying, unending love claiming to understand, to ...
How easy it is Lord to speak of love, to say, to pledge, undying, unending love claiming to understand, to ...
We all took tentative, cautious steps into the icy sea Unsure of the wisdom of our temporary sojourn walking out ...
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
We are starting anew Tentative, cautious History between us Hope and skepticism mix Wax and wane But newness every time ...
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
The monster has escaped from the dungeon where he was kept by the Baron, who made him with knobs sticking ...
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
First having read the book of myths, and loaded the camera, and checked the edge of the knife-blade, I put ...
See, they return; ah, see the tentative Movements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain ...
Here at the Super Duper, in a glass tank Supplied by a rill of cold fresh water Running down a ...
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