Poems by Denise Levertov
February Evening in New York
... wedged into avenues, left at the ends of streets, ...
Prisoners
... We taste other food that life, ...
Hypocrite Women
... the sweet rain drifting through western air ...
A Time Past
... And sitting there in my life, often, alone or with my husband ...
Goodbye to Tolerance
... forever because you choose to believe it is not your business ...
Eros
... on his altar if any worshipper ...
At the Justice Department November 15, 1969
... Cut off on three sides, all space filled ...
Psyche in Somerville
... for Mercury, dressed in the sad gray coat of a mailman ...
The Springtime
... If the curtains hang askew ...
In California: Morning, Evening, Late January
... cloudless over the malls, the industrial parks, ...
Partial Resemblance
... she would believe them if she could believe: ...
Caedmon
... a forest of torches, feathers of flame, sparks upflying: ...
Making Peace
... if we restructured the sentence our lives are making, ...
Somebody Trying
... punishments have not ceased to suppurate on their backs ...
What My House Would Be Like If It Were A Person
... investigation. But it would be, if not teased, ...
