Denise Levertov Quotes on Self
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Leaps of nerve, heart - cries of communion: if there is bliss, it has been already and will be; out- reaching, utterly. Blind to itself, flooded with otherness.
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Lord, not you, it is I who am absent.
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Not for one second will my self hold still, but wanders anywhere, everywhere it can turn. Not you, it is I am absent.