i have a “why am i like this” moment at least five times a day
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and as you read / the sea is turning its dark pages / turning / its dark pages.
Denise Levertov, from “To the Reader”, Poems of Denise Levertov: 1960-1967
It is hard sometimes to drag ourselves / back to the love of morning / after we’ve lain in the dark crying out / O God, save us from the horror…
Denise Levertov, from “The Love of Morning”, Selected Poems
how dare this outfit I planned in my head not look good on my body. disrespectful
Not for one second / will my self hold still, but wanders / anywhere, / everywhere it can turn.
Denise Levertov, from “Flickering Mind”, Selected Poems
I was with all of them / With these and with those, / But now I remain / All by myself, alone.
Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova
