The Dark Opens

 
Somehow these effortless poems manage to be deeply connected to the solid physical world of friends and children, husband and neighbors, but also touch upon an airy, unfettered interiority, so that they're both straightforward and complicated at once, both earthly and awash in a world of light.
— Mark Doty
The Dark Opens Miriam Levine 2008 Order the Book Amazon | IndieBound

The Dark Opens
Miriam Levine
2008

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Amazon | IndieBound

With fierce and powerful writing, The Dark Opens by Miriam Levine sends her readers into a life deluged by love and loss, into people and places we have not yet known. Levine attends to the intricacies of love with unfailing tenderness, reaching into the dark yield of loss to locate the clear and concise language of reconceived faith. "I have no job but to praise," she insists, and she does, turning her attention toward motherhood, the body, and small pleasures like alpine strawberries in frost that are "wine-sweet, but with a sting, / a taste like flint and snow, eau-de-vie, icy red and soft." In her watchfulness, nothing slips past Levine as she rejoices in what echoes through her world.

Select Poems FROM THE DARK OPENS

Under the Magnifying Glass

Candlewood

Staying In

Surfer at Wellfleet

Miriam Levine’s work is ecstatic, ekphrastic, her poems standing at ultra-attention . . . A master of extended metaphor, Levine celebrates the body’s triumphs and frailties, our earth’s fragility and power. Her language is visually vigilant, disarmingly intimate. This is a wondrous, spiritually tender book.
— Denise Duhamel