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Denise Levertov

It seems at times I want nothing, no human giving and taking. Nothing I see fails to give pleasure, no thirst for righteousness dries my throat, I am silent and happy and troubled only by my own happiness. — Denise Levertov, from “By Rail through the Earthly Paradise, Perhaps Bedfordshire,” Footprints (New Directions, 1972)

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