Levis is my favorite poet, too. I must have cried over this poem, ridiculously, at least 80 times when I first read it…it was like being grabbed by the collar, shaken, and thrown down in awe, now with the knowledge that there was someone who could, what? Say the “thing”. That layered, timeless, “once”. Someone cares about light “and what it does to us”….on and on
Levis is my favorite poet, too. I must have cried over this poem, ridiculously, at least 80 times when I first read it…it was like being grabbed by the collar, shaken, and thrown down in awe, now with the knowledge that there was someone who could, what? Say the “thing”. That layered, timeless, “once”. Someone cares about light “and what it does to us”….on and on