Capturing The Moment — Easy Street   1 comment

Easy Street (1 of 1) blogWest Seattle (January 10, 2015) — Image by kenne

City Psalm by Denise Levertov

The killings continue, each second
pain and misfortune extend themselves
in the genetic chain, injustice is done knowingly, and the air
bears the dust of decayed hopes,
yet breathing those fumes,
walking the thronged
pavements among crippled lives, jackhammers
raging, a parking lot painfully agleam
in the May sun, I have seen
not behind but within, within the
dull grief, blown grit, hideous
concrete facades, another grief, a gleam
as of dew, an abode of mercy,
have heard not behind but within noise a humming that drifted into a quiet smile.
Nothing was changed, all was revealed otherwise;
not that horror was not, not that the killings did
not continue, not that I thought there was to be no more despair,
but that as if transparent all disclosed
an otherness that was blessed, that was bliss.
I saw Paradise in the dust of the street.

My brother Tom always savored this poem by Levertov. He once wrote: “I have always loved this poem . . . I even tore it out of a book of hers in a book store . . . years ago simply to have it . . . eons before I had a computer!!! SILLY Mr. T.”

. . ., PARADISE IN THE DUST . . .

— kenne

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  1. Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being and commented:

    I learned so much from Tom Turner. — kenne

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