Grief is a hole you walk around in the daytime and at night you fall into it.Grief & Condolence, SorrowDenise Levertov
Both art and faith are dependent on imagination; both are ventures into the unknown.Faith, ArtDenise Levertov
Every day I hear enough to fill a year of nights with wondering.DoubtDenise Levertov
In the dark I rest,
unready for the light which dawns
day after day,
eager to be shared.
Black silk, shelter me.
more of the night before I open
eyes and heart
to illumination. I must still
grow in the dark like a root
not ready, not ready at all.
I long for poems of an inner harmony in utter contrast to the chaos in which they exist.PoemsDenise Levertov
Breathe the sweetness that hovers in August.AugustDenise Levertov