Diane di Prima

(1934 / Brooklyn)

Diane di Prima Poems

1. Song for Baby-O, Unborn 6/17/2015
2. Buddhist New Year Song 10/19/2016
3. An Exercise in Love 10/19/2016
4. First Snow, Kerhonkson 10/19/2016
5. Some Lies About The Loba 10/19/2016
6. Lilith Of The Stars 10/19/2016
7. The Loba Longs For Remembrance In The Bardo 10/19/2016
8. "I am a shadow…" 10/19/2016
9. The Window 10/19/2016
10. City Lights 1961 10/19/2016
11. Paracelsus: 10/19/2016
12. "she is the wind…" 10/19/2016

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  • Kenneth Kelbaugh (10/6/2018 11:20:00 AM)

    I am trying to find a poem that has the following lines and I believe it was written by Diane di Prima. I wonder if someone could help me confirm that these are her words, and in which poem the words were presented, and if not hers let me know. Thank you

    what is life, but a dream of all that is not scene-inbetween- of poets that perhaps know-it. for to fail it, you must own it in the rythm (rhythm?) of the current......

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Best Poem of Diane di Prima

"she is the wind…"

she is the wind you never leave behind
black cat you killed in empty lot, she is
smell of the summer weeds, the one who lurks
in open childhood closets, she coughs
in the next room, hoots, nests in your hair
she is incubus
face at the window
she is
harpy on your fire-escape, marble figurine
carved in the mantlepiece.
She is cornucopia
that wails in the night, deathgrip
you cannot cut away, black limpid eyes
of mad girls singing ...

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