I Have Always Confused Desire With Apocalypse by Daphne Gottlieb
“Now, my knees // shake whenever / you come around” — Daphne Gottlieb
The Mutes by Denise Levertov
“language stricken, sickened, cast down / in decrepitude. She wants to / throw the tribute away, dis- / gusted, and can't,” — Denise Levertov