Sunday Poetry: Denise Levertov
I bought this book a few years ago on my lunch break in Brooklyn at "Better read than dead" and I read it, in its entirety on the subway that evening. I Bought it that day because the inside cover was inscribed “to daddy with much love, Nan, see especially page 115” and the poem on page 115 resonated with me so much I spent the rest of the afternoon sitting on the M train with nowhere to go, reading until it was finished.
I just found this book again yesterday while digging through the storage unit where all my belongings are and I read it with new eyes in the bathtub last night. I thought I would share some for this weeks Sunday Poetry.