Philip Levine Quotes

I can smell the blade that opens the hole and the pudgy white fingers that shake out the intestines like a hankie.
Philip Levine (b. 1928), U.S. poet. Animals Are Passing from Our Lives (l. 6-10). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
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It's wonderful how I jog on four-honed-down ivory toes my massive buttocks slipping like oiled parts with each light step.
Philip Levine (b. 1928), U.S. poet. Animals Are Passing from Our Lives (l. 1-4). . . New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.
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