Poems by Diane di Prima
The Belltower
... what is to be gathered is takenthe wind does not die in autumn ...
First Snow, Kerhonkson
... for Alan This, then, is the gift the world has given me ...
Paracelsus:
... Out of the ash, the Eidolon of the world ...
The Window
... and shine unspent and underground ...
An Exercise in Love
... My friend walks soft as a weaving on the wind ...
Buddhist New Year Song
... but almost, I could see the planet from which we had come ...
Song for Baby-O, Unborn
... a poet here not quite what one would choose ...
