Denise Levertov Reads “The Secret”
By Maria Popova
The secret of happiness — or of purpose, for the semantically scrupulous — is a kind of holy grail of human existence. We probe its science and psychology, scour its geography, go after it with empirical enthusiasm, seek it in the wisdom of our greatest heroes.
But might the faith that happiness is possible be the very secret to its attainment? That’s what beloved poet Denise Levertov (October 24, 1923–December 20, 1997) suggests in her beautiful poem “The Secret,” found in her 1964 anthology O Taste and See: New Poems (public library).
THE SECRET
Two girls discover
the secret of life
in a sudden line of
poetry.I who don’t know the
secret wrote
the line. They
told me(through a third person)
they had found it
but not what it was
not evenwhat line it was. No doubt
by now, more than a week
later, they have forgotten
the secret,the line, the name of
the poem. I love them
for finding what
I can’t find,and for loving me
for the line I wrote,
and for forgetting it
so thata thousand times, till death
finds them, they may
discover it again, in other
linesin other
happenings. And for
wanting to know it,
forassuming there is
such a secret, yes,
for that
most of all.
Complement with Levertov on the midwifery of creativity and other wonderful archival recordings of her reading her poetry.
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Published March 14, 2012
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https://www.themarginalian.org/2012/03/14/denise-levertov-the-secret/
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