At the Justice Department November 15, 1969 BY DENISE LEVERTOVBrown gas-fog, whitebeneath the street lamps.Cut off on three sides, all space filledwith our bodies. Bodies that stumblein brown airlessness, whitenedin light, a mildew glare, that stumblehand in hand, blinded, retching.Wanting it, wantingto be here, the body believing it’sdying in its nausea, my headclear in itsContinue reading “At the Justice Department November 15, 1969 : Denise Levertov : : November Poems : : Months Poems : :”