Frank is an award-winning poet and author of five books of
poems, including Entering
the Word Temple and
The Winter Life of Shooting Stars. Her friends
describe her as a harem of seven women in one very small
body. She lives in San Francisco – where she dances, plays
cello, and creates her life as an art form. Diane teaches at
San Francisco State University, leads workshops for young
writers as a Poet in the School, and directs the Blue Light
Press On-line Poetry Workshop. She is also a documentary
scriptwriter with expertise in Eastern and sacred art.
Blackberries in the Dream House, her first novel, won
the Chelson Award for Fiction and was nominated for the
Pulitzer Prize. More of her writing is available on her
By a Farm House in Corvallis
His hand is like a
difficult to see or freeze frame
at each end of a wide vibrato
Violin music floating
through a wind tunnel.
We kiss in a hot spring
love each other under the open sky
in shoulder high water,
his eyes radiant as the wings
of a blue heron.
We swim inside
swan light, sky ballet
lifting through the aurora
Eggshell blue notes, crazy happy,
Letter to Alaska
The full moon is
by a wide copper ring,
an expanse of light like the halo of a saint.
In the morning,
I am surrounded with eucalyptus
and redwood trees, camellias, calla lilies,
and the swans – mysterious
and astoundingly beautiful creatures.
In my dreams you kiss me.
Your music floats in from Alaska
in streams of aurora borealis.
Inside the aurora
one of my swans floats through –
the cadence of a cello,
streaming from the heart
held inside the holy place,
swan lights, sky ballet.
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