I Was Listening To Levertov Read

i was listening to Levertov read one of her poems and as she spoke my mind drifted her words were of those moments when manunkind sinks its' teeth into the bowels of the earth rapes untold but well known riches for itself my mind wandered from the reading a slow walk thru the cedar forest of the Levant, now gone sitting on the ocean's floor in sunken ships, rotting sad but it is a fate commerce will never be denied as the neolithic exploded agriculture within that admixture abundance must be moved but the most horrifying aspect therein it paid for a military the wars began, humanity failed itself the Garden's tale repeats itself Denise proves the point the poets' words are in themselves moments when the rights and wrongs suddenly appear in neural pathways marching from the shadows as Sherlock Holmes noted hidden within until life demands a clue why in Medieval times the adage following the overthrow of a king what should we do next, warriors sing kill the poets comes the cry which is why they live in no cages they are free-range natured to wander the land in freedom where imagination and inspiration lie in the most surprising places neural pathways within inebriated by atoms surrounding them a liquor brewed from casks where creativity floats in pearls adorned in every jewel gifts from the heavens above where success is the sweetest the moment it moves from the mortal into the realms of the immortal coming full circle as Auden so well points out time says nothing more than i told you so we were never a paradise lost OKC 7/22