Levertov, Denise, 1923-1997:
from The Stream and the Sapphire (1997) , New Directions
Of Being
I know this happiness
is provisional:
the looming presences—
great suffering, great fear—
withdraw only
into peripheral vision:
but ineluctable this shimmering
of wind in the blue leaves:
this flood of stillness
widening the lake of sky:
this need [...]
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