Preface

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BLOODSUCKER

THE MIDNIGHT BETWEEN US

THE ONE I PRAY FOR

THE SPRING DIVINER

NO LOVE IS PAINLESS

DEAR LOVELY ONE

TU ALMA

THE COMMON END

THE LOVERS

YOU, WHO THE STARS SING TO

BOY FROM MARS

MOONFLOWERS

Dianna

Hi! My name is Dianna. I am a college student who likes to read and write. I am also an aspiring poet and writer, but for now, this is all just a hobby. You can view more of my poetry on Medium.com (@diannab).  

"If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression Of something beautiful, but annihilating. Both of you are great light borrowers."
Sylvia Plath "The Rival." Ariel

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THE SPRING DIVINER


She is the one upon the hill,
eyes cast to the forever falling sky;
She is the one atop the clouds,
never aware of the coming autumn.
She is the Spring Diviner.

Stories of her various processions
arose across the dying town,
of her miracles to reinvigorate
forgotten times…
That once the stars realigned
her hands rose to the gods–
not in prayer,
but in demand.

She is the Spring Diviner.
She is the one who never found girlhood,
and instead found divinity in passing trees;
She is the one who cannot stop dreaming,
and will never truly come back again.

The birds carry her across the land
for she is in search of another blessing,
to find something to cure
but always fleeting…
Her feet lay upon this silver earth
and the grass turns to spun gold–
breathing in miracles,
and sewing prices too big to carry.

She is the one who is never truthful,
or perhaps too ignorant of her gift;
She is the one whom many love,
but will always hate in the end.
She is the Spring Diviner.