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Talking to GriefA poem by Denise Levertov
Presented by Andrew Lynch
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Denise Levertov
Born in Ilford, Essex, England on October 24, 1923
At the age of twelve, she sent some of her poems to T. S. Eliot He replied approvingly
Her first book, The Double Image, was published when she was twenty-three
She was influenced by the Black Mountain poets
Died on December 20, 1997 (complications from lymphoma)
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Talking to Grief
Ah, Grief, I should not treat youlike a homeless dogwho comes to the back doorfor a crust, for a meatless bone.I should trust you.
I should coax youinto the house and give youyour own corner,a worn mat to lie on,your own water dish.
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Talking to Grief
You think I don't know you've been livingunder my porch.You long for your real place to be readiedbefore winter comes. You needyour name,your collar and tag. You needthe right to warn off intruders,to considermy house your ownand me your personand yourselfmy own dog.
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Anybody?
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Talking to Grief
Ah, Grief, I should not treat youlike a homeless dogwho comes to the back doorfor a crust, for a meatless bone.I should trust you.
I should coax youinto the house and give youyour own corner,a worn mat to lie on,your own water dish.
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Talking to Grief
You think I don't know you've been livingunder my porch.You long for your real place to be readiedbefore winter comes. You needyour name,your collar and tag. You needthe right to warn off intruders,to considermy house your ownand me your personand yourselfmy own dog.
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The Speaker
A man or woman saddened by an event I felt that it was a woman considering the
author’s gender Lives by herself in a northern region
“my house”, “readied before winter comes” Feels a connection with animals
Particularly dogs
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Attitude of the Speaker
The speaker is forlorn The speaker is learning to live with the
grief Like one lives with an animal Akin to a therapeutic animal going to
nursing home The speaker is willing to move ahead
and accept what lies ahead “and yourself my own dog”
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Organization
3 stanzas 5 lines 5 lines 12 lines
Free Verse No major rhyme scheme or pattern
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Simple Summarization
Lines 1-5 Introduction of the grief / homeless dog simile,
speaker feels she should face her grief.
Lines 6-10 Continuation of simile. She needs to confront her
grief in a similar manner to getting a dog (i.e. all the steps necessary).
Lines 11-22 She needs to properly identify her grief and work
with it to move on and live her life.
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Diction and Syntax
Simple language Conversational
Picture a person literally talking to a dog
The syntax of this poem is simple “You long for your real place to be readied
before winter comes”
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Dominant Imagery
The dog The dog is the same as the speakers grief
It “hides” under her “house” It needs a name It needs to be confronted in order to be dealt
with
The house The speakers mind / body / soul
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Conclusions
This poem is a look into the world of a grief-stricken person.
How one deals with grief How the speaker deals with grief Methods of dealing with grief
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Talking to Grief
Ah, Grief, I should not treat youlike a homeless dogwho comes to the back doorfor a crust, for a meatless bone.I should trust you.
I should coax youinto the house and give youyour own corner,a worn mat to lie on,your own water dish.
You think I don't know you've been livingunder my porch.You long for your real place to be readiedbefore winter comes. You needyour name,your collar and tag. You needthe right to warn off intruders,to considermy house your ownand me your personand yourselfmy own dog.