Come to my quietness
I shall cover you with it,
like a white sheet that has blown all day in the sun,
like a mountain lake filled with spring,
it shall slip over you…
~ Diane Di Prima
Notes: Photo & Poem sources unknown
Come to my quietness
I shall cover you with it,
like a white sheet that has blown all day in the sun,
like a mountain lake filled with spring,
it shall slip over you…
~ Diane Di Prima
Notes: Photo & Poem sources unknown
wrap up in it .
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Feel that tension slipping away already…
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Thanks for sharing Diane Di Prima – a long held staple on my bookshelf 🙂
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Hi Catharine. Thank you. If there is any book of Diane’s you would recommend, I would appreciate it.
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❤ ❤ Yes. Cher xo
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Ahh crisp white sheets dried in the sun! ♡
Diana xo
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Can you smell that clean Diana?
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I miss it David! We’re not allowed to have clotheslines in Calgary. Apparently people could hang themselves on them!
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No way! Really?
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Yup. I think they think it’s ugly. I remember seeing sheets hanging on lines between apartment buildings in Montreal when I was a kid. I thought it was so cool, like hundreds of sailboats on the ocean.
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Wow. Now that’s something.
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So beautiful.
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Love 💕💚
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