Monthly Archives: September 2016

Ahead of darkness and light

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By Dana Janine Diamond 

I heard the song
and bustle of nature
as dusk began
to welcome the quiet
the trees listened
while their leaves
left
falling and scattering
branches reaching
ever more exquisitely
whispering poetically
we leaned closer
the bark seemed understanding
the apples will be sweet enough
without the honey this year
here, is God listening
is God sweet enough

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Tides Against the Shoreline 

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By Dana Janine Diamond 

Katie in
The Way We Were
was the first time
I saw myself on screen
my kindred spirit 
in passionate
politics and yearning
for a more fair
and just world
11, about to champion
Feminism
in a big, door to door way

Now we are fighting
a war
we never knew
would be upon us
and I long for
just 
one of Hawkeye’s
wry, comforting smiles
I’m crawling through
the mud, gasping
for any pebble
or lambent bead of light
any way of carrying
on

My daughter
is writing
another book, rich
with friendships and heart
struggles and triumphs
true
love
the imagination gifts us
when memories
collide
and I’m still
so still
writing poems
just as I first did when I was 14

I dreamed of bequeathing
my daughter a heroine
an explorer
a wild water tamer
in a country of poetry
I wanted to gather in
the ocean
just for her
wade through wildflowers
in the tidal marshes
untouched
bathe in incandescence
climbing
strewn on sun-warmed rocks
basking in
southernmost sunlight
sense the salt
in an air with no loneliness

once we swam
the night away
under the moonlight
now we want
to travel the world
away from the deep dolor
of nostalgia
we played Marco Polo
but you grew silent
my heart
is too heavy
with all the myths
lost at sea
where do we belong
longing for passage
home


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Missing

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By Dana Janine Diamond 

I’ve had this
center of gravity
for so long
now that it’s gone
I have no sense
of direction
when I wasn’t looking
God just up
and disappeared
on me
when an ordinary
or even an extraordinary
person breaks
your heart
you can find
your way back
to hope
even when faced
with the cruelty
of man
but it’s a different
matter entirely
when God
retreats and abdicates
responsibility
I’ve been busy trusting
and you left us floating
in space

the world was created
from imperfection
an inconsolable stardust
shattered
and flew into my soul
she turned to Sorrow
keening, crying,
wandered out to sea,
lost for a time
returning luminous,
bedraggled and bereaved
now we’re adrift
space-sick, grief-struck
run aground
waiting
to know the unknown
desolate mystery
the stellar, the new
cannot grow
fallen on barren,
abandoned land
so we raced
the constellations
at long last
she rose to Lamentations
weeping
we cannot find you,
we cannot find you

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Autumn’s travail

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By Dana Janine Diamond 

Hunkering down
it will be a long haul
the elections are nearly upon us
though it’s still warm
almost oppressive
when we take note
fall comes slowly
in the south
leaves just beginning
to blow away
songs are saving us
though there’s a chance 
they might not
get written anymore
for the fate
of the world is upon us
the sadness takes
up all the space
until the show begins
and the comedians and singers
take the stage
if only they knew
the lives they saved
I’m leaving a trail
in the forest
with just the deer
and birds for solace
where will we go
homeless souls
when winter comes

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Wake

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By Dana Janine Diamond 

Life has become
a series of staving
off pain
uncovering
devastating
mysteries
one day
we will listen
to the songs
of this time
but for now
we are on
a small, silent craft
isolated
in the middle
of the ocean
and the storm
threatens all
day and night
I wish it weren’t so
I wish it weren’t so

Following
behind the unwritten
it’s impossible to keep
balance
get up for a time
end up
back in the water
waving to the trees
and all the others
moving, sailing ahead
It’s cooler now
just a slight chill
we’ve left summer behind

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Grace of Grey

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By Dana Janine Diamond 

There are moments
I see light
her voice
clear and strong
these gifts must
have come from you
credit where credit
is due
the flip side
is farther than
it seems
stitching the quilt
dropping the pictures
in place
the unbearable, unwearable pain
no clothes, no skin,
sailing in a kaleidoscope 
we’re taking in
water
the unmeausurable sadness
the rain
is that your way
of saying you are sorry
you’re here now
you hear
me
I’m not letting
you
off the hook
but it’s pouring now
I’m going to take
that as a sign
grateful she’s alive
we are here
it’s loud and silent
at once
light glimmers
on the edge where
there are moments

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J’Accuse 

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By Dana Janine Diamond

Are you impotent
Or did you just
fall down on the job
why does the one thing
in your name
perpetuate so much
evil
pretty soon
looking for the good
will require
a telescope
your city of refuge
has become a country
where women and children
are subhuman
expendable in the name
of raging sickness
and power
asking us to look
the other way
because they’re ‘worse’
than us
so that makes it okay
and across our nation
we send our children
on planes and busses
tourists viewing the ancient
and the quaint
as if what they’re seeing
isn’t actually a living
Holocaust
seething and raging
underneath

While I was praying
you looked the other way
how are you going
to beg
for my forgiveness
this year
every year
how will you
do it
until the end
of time
when the dew drops
I am not going
to humble myself
before such a screw-up
maybe I’ll deign
to go another round
maybe you’ll be dead
in my heart
but if you want to
really be in this world
have a dwelling place
then you better get down
here
and clean up
your own mess

Dieu,
is this really
what you imagined

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