“No,
God's in the wilderness next door
—
that huge tundra room, no walls and a sky roof —
busy
at the loom. Among the berry bushes,
rain
or shine, that loud clacking and whirring.
irregular
but continuous;
God
is absorbed in work, and hears
the
spacious hum of bees, not the din,
and
hears far-off
our
screams. Perhaps
listens
for prayers in that wild solitude.”—British-born American poet, feminist,
political activist—and Catholic convert--Denise Levertov (1923-1997), “The Task,”
in The Collected Poems of Denise Levertov, edited by Paul A. Lacey and Anne
Dewey (2013)
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