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Fire he sang,
that trees fear, and I, a tree, rejoiced in its flames.

— Denise Levertov A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)

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Praise
the invisible sun burning beyond
the white cold sky, giving us
light and the chimney's shadow.

Mass for the Day of St. Thomas Didymus (1981)

Acknowledgement, and celebration, of mystery probably constitutes the most consistent theme of my poetry from its very beginnings.

A Poets View (1984)

Poems present their testimony as circumstantial evidences, not as closing argument.

A Poets View (1984)

I like to find
what's not found
at once, but lies within something of another nature,
in repose, distinct.

With Eyes at the Back of Our Heads (1960)

I am tired of 'the fine art of unhappiness'.

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