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| Denise Levertov |
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| When my body leaves me Iīm lonesome for it. Iīve got eyes, ears, nose and mouth and thatīs all. Eyes keep on seeing the feather blue of the cold sky, mouth takes in hot soup, nose smells the frost; ears hear everything, all the noises and absences, but body goes away to I donīt know where and itīs lonesome to drift above the space it fills when itīs here. |
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