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"I believe our survival demands revolution, both cultural and political. If we are to survive the disasters that threaten, and survive our own struggle to make it new--a struggle I believe we have no choice but to commit ourselves to--we need tremendous transfusions of imaginative energy. If it is indeed revolution we are moving toward, we need life, and abundantly--we need poems of the spirit, to inform us of the essential, to help us live the revolution. And if instead it be the Last Days--then we need to taste the dearest, freshest drops before we die--why bother with anything less than that, the essential?"

Levertov Week: Annuals

Now at least she is past the time of mourning, now she can say without shame or deceit, O blessed Solitude.

somehow!) he could avoid the streets,

Yes, he is here in this open field, in sunlight, among the few young trees set out to modify the bare facts— he’s here, but only because we are here. When we go, he goes with us   to be your hands that never do violence, your eyes that wonder, your lives   that daily praise life by living it, by laughter.   He is never alone here, never cold in the field of graves.

Myths of Reality, after “Pleasures” by Denise Levertov