Friday, January 3, 2003

A Tree Telling Of Orpheus Comments

Rating: 2.8

White dawn. Stillness.When the rippling began
          I took it for sea-wind, coming to our valley with rumors
          of salt, of treeless horizons. But the white fog
didn't stir; the leaves of my brothers remained outstretched,
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Denise Levertov
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Fabrizio Frosini 01 August 2016

& nbsp; &n bsp; &nb sp; .......? ? what does this mean..?

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Sophie Spector 02 October 2005

Why isnt there the whole poem written out?

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Denise Levertov

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