"Fire he sang, that trees fear, and I, a tree, rejoiced in its flames. New buds broke forth from me though it was full summer. As though his lyre (no… - Denise Levertov

"Fire he sang,
that trees fear, and I, a tree, rejoiced in its flames.
New buds broke forth from me though it was full summer.
As though his lyre (now I knew its name)
were both frost and fire, its chords flamed
up to the crown of me.
I was seed again.
I was fern in the swamp.
I was coal.

("A Tree Telling of Orpheus")"

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About Denise Levertov

Denise Levertov (24 October 1923 – 20 December 1997) was a British-American poet.

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Birth Name: Priscilla Denise Levertoff
Alternative Names: Priscilla D Levertoff Priscilla Denise Levertov
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