from "Celebration"
"Brilliant, this day--a young virtuoso of a day.
Morning shadows cut by sharpest scissors,
deft hands. And every prodigy of green--
whether it's ferns or lichens or needles
or impatient points of bud on spindly bushes--
greener than ever before."
from This Great Unknowing, LAST POEMS
Denise LEVERTOV
Monday, July 19, 2010
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I admire how each word of this poem
mimics the newness and crispness
of Spring.
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