Once Only

All which, because it was 
flame and song and granted us 
joy, we thought we’d do, be, revisit, 
turns out to have been what it was 
that once, only; every invitation 
did not begin 
a series, a build-up: the marvelous 
did happen in our lives, our stories 
are not drab with its absence: but don’t 
expect to return for more. Whatever more 
there will be will be 
unique as those were unique. Try 
to acknowledge the next 
song in its body-halo of flames as utterly 
present, as now or never.
~~ Denise Levertov ~~

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