Diane DiPrima




but in gathering Me Thou Gatherest Thyself

daystar that hovers
over the heavy waters of that Sea
bright stone that fell
out of the fiery eye of the pyramid

it grows
out of the snake as out of the crescent:
apple you eternally devour
forever in your hand. I lock
the elements around you where you walk:

                        earth from my terror
                        water from my grief
                        air my eternal flight
                        & fire / my lust

I am child who sings
uninjured in the furnace of your flesh.

Blue earth am I & never on this earth
have I been naked
Blue light am I that runs
like marrow in the thin line of yr breath

I congeal
waterlilies on the murky pond
I hurl
the shafts of dawn like agony
                                               down the night