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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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