We haven’t had poetry in a while and what could be better than sharing a little Levertov with you?
Bearing the Light
Rain-diamonds, this winter morning,
embellish the tangle of unpruned pear-tree twigs;
each solitaire, placed, it appears, with considered judgement,
bears the light beneath the rifted clouds —
the indivisible shared out in endless abundance.
What a gift it is to use language in such a sublime way…