hyperbibliophobia: Towards Midnight by Joey Clutario

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Towards Midnight by Joey Clutario

Because tonight─

you said─
is the single most important night
of our lives,

then

let there be light:

As I close my eyes,
while you attend to the
spaces between us
and the clock strikes eleven,

we’re an hour away.

Face to face─
we are no longer strangers;
just strange.

And as minutes grow
distance melts. I press
my lips against your shoulder.
I breathe you. We,
no longer cramped.

Slowly
no matter longer our names;
no matter longer our selves;
no matter longer our stories.

We become Another

the clock─ aligns with our soul

and finally by twelve
we transform

like a metaphor

to one.

No comments:

Post a Comment

They who must be named...

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

Born in Ilford, Essex, England, her mother, Beatrice Spooner-Jones Levertoff, was Welsh. Her father, Paul Levertoff, immigrated to England from Germany, was a Russian Hassidic Safardic Jew who became an Anglican priest. While being educated at home, Levertov showed an enthusiasm for writing from an early age. When she was five years old, she said later in life, she declared she would be a writer. At the age of 12, she sent some of her poems to T. S. Eliot, who replied with a two-page letter of encouragement. In 1940, when she was 17, Levertov published her first poem.

During the Blitz, Levertov served in London as a civilian nurse. Her first book, The Double Image, was published six years later. In 1947 she married American writer Mitchell Goodman and moved with him to the United States in the following year. Although Levertov and Goodman would eventually divorce, they had a son, Nikolai, and lived mainly in New York City, summering in Maine. In 1955, she became a naturalized American citizen.

Levertov's first two books had concentrated on traditional forms and language. But as she accepted the U.S. as her new home, she became more and more fascinated with the American idiom. She began to come under the influence of the Black Mountain poets and most importantly William Carlos Williams. Her first American book of poetry, Here and Now, shows the beginnings of this transition and transformation. Her poem “With Eyes at the Back of Our Heads” established her reputation.

During the 1960s and 70s, Levertov became much more politically active in her life and work. As poetry editor for The Nation, she was able to support and publish the work of feminist and other leftist activist poets. The Vietnam War was an especially important focus of her poetry, which often tried to weave together the personal and political, as in her poem "The Sorrow Dance," which speaks of her sister's death. Also in response to the Vietnam War, Levertov joined the War Resister’s League.

Much of the latter part of Levertov’s life was spent in education. After moving to Massachusetts, Levertov taught at Brandeis University, MIT and Tufts University. On the West Coast, she had a part-time teaching stint at the University of Washington and for 11 years (1982-1993) held a full professorship at Stanford University. In 1984 she received a Litt. D. from Bates College. After retiring from teaching, she traveled for a year doing poetry readings in the U.S. and England.

In 1997, Denise Levertov died at the age of 74 from complications due to lymphoma. She was buried at Lake View Cemetery in Seattle, Washington.

Credits to www.poemhunter.com

Looking for?

Facebook

Grammar and Cheese

Welcome to hyperbibliophobia

Biblio-files

Sneakers

Must Reads!

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Towards Midnight by Joey Clutario

No comments:

Post a Comment

He's that stupid blogger =)

They who must be named...