Friday, January 3, 2003

From The Roof Comments

Rating: 2.7

This wild night, gathering the washing as if it were flowers
          animal vines twisting over the line and
          slapping my face lightly, soundless merriment
          in the gesticulations of shirtsleeves,
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Denise Levertov
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Susan Williams 25 January 2018

From the Roof by Denise Levertov This wild night, gathering the washing as if it were flowers animal vines twisting over the line and slapping my face lightly, soundless merriment in the gesticulations of shirtsleeves, I recall out of my joy a night of misery

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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 January 2018

The river lights life with clean air and shining effect. An interesting poem is very beautifully penned. This is very thoughtful...10

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Henry Tong 25 January 2018

I think the special charm of the poem lies in the smoothness of transition and pause in the lines. It really controls the flow of English!

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Rajnish Manga 25 January 2018

The narrative captures the feel and sentiments attached with a lovely new place of living. It may take some time before one gets used to it. Till then it would be 'walking with you but so far from you'. Thanks.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 25 January 2018

Such an interesting poem by Denise Levertov👍👍👍

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Denise Levertov

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