Diane DiPrima
Diane DiPrima
William Blake
Page of poetry
The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their stations
The grave is burst, the spices shed, the linen wrapped up;
The bones of death, the covering clay, the sinews shrunk & dry’d
Reviving shake, inspiring move, breathing! awakening!
Spring like redeemed captives when their bonds & bars are burst;
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Diane DiPrima
Revolutionary Letters No. 18
let’s talk about splitting, splitting is an art
frequently called upon in revolution
retreat, says the I Ching, must not be confused
with flight, and furthermore, frequently, it furthers
ONE TO HAVE SOMEWHERE TO GO
.
i.e., know in advance
the person/place you can go to,
means to get there
keep money (cash) in house for travelling
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Diane DiPrima
Writings of Diane DiPrima
archangel of fire
enwraps now melts glaciers
turf unexposed
angelic aeons trembles
naked
under a vengeful sun
--Diane DiPrima
August 3, 2002
green shack in Richmond
tag on the door sez “Merlin’s”
just that
--Diane DiPrima
March 23, 2003
Train to Sacramento
true poppies:
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