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Aware

by Denise Levertov

When I opened the door

I found the vine leaves
speaking among themselves in abundant
whispers.
My presence made them
hush their green breath,
embarrassed, the way
humans stand up, buttoning their jackets,
acting as if they were leaving anyway, as if
the conversation had ended
just before you arrived.
I liked
the glimpse I had, though,
of their obscure
gestures. I liked the sound
of such private voices. Next time
I’ll move like cautious sunlight, open
the door by fractions, eavesdrop
peacefully.

“Aware” by Denise Levertov, from This Great Unknowing. © New Directions Publishing, 1999. Reprinted with permission.

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Reminds me of the ideas in Anne of Green Gables and the Raggedy Anne books – that things we think are inanimate or insentient have a life they hide when we are there.  It’s an intriguing idea and I am never sure if I’d like it to be true or not.

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