Denise Levertov was born 99 years ago today. Here’s a poem… Pleasures by Denise Levertov I like to find what’s not found at once, but lies . within something of another nature, in repose, distinct. Gull feathers of glass, hidden . in white pulp: the bones of squid which I pull out and lay blade … Continue reading Denise Levertov’s Pleasures
