is hidden from me in veils
of cloud, sometimes
I am hidden from the mountains
in veils of inattention, apathy, fatigue,
when I forget or refuse to go
down to the shore or a few yards
up the road, on a clear day, to reconfirm
that witnessing prescence.
each solitude into its blossoming,
when we give to each other the roses
of our communion—
a culture of gardens, horticulture not agribusiness,
when we taste in small victories sometimes
the small, ephemeral yet joyful
harvest of our striving,
great power flows from us,
luminous, a promise. Yes! ... Then
great energy flows from solitude,
and great power from communion.
As a poet and citizen Levertov was mobilised by the political events of the 60's and 70's , particularly the Vietnam War, which figures prominently in her poetry, most notably her 1967 collection Sorrow Dance, which is full of poems of outrage against the Vietnam War.
"refused to surrender to that dissociation of sensibility that separates the individual person from the common life of all.More poems by Denise Levertov are here.
Earlier blog pieces on Denise Levertov are here and here.