The wind, the birds,
do not sound poorer but clearer,
recalling our agony, and the way we danced.


A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)

Denise Levertov Quotes

The wind, the birds, do not sound poorer but clearer, recalling our agony, and the way we danced.

The wind, the birds, do not sound poorer but clearer, recalling our agony, and the way we danced.

The wind, the birds, do not sound poorer but clearer, recalling our agony, and the way we danced.

The wind, the birds, do not sound poorer but clearer, recalling our agony, and the way we danced.