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| Albert Pinkham Ryder, The Stable, before 1911 |
An Exercise in Love
Diane di Prima
for Jackson Allen
My friend wears my scarf at his waist
I give him moonstones
He gives me shell & seaweeds
He comes from a distant city & I meet him
We will plant eggplants & celery together
He weaves me cloth
Many have brought the gifts
I use for his pleasure
silk, & green hills
& heron the color of dawn
My friend walks soft as a weaving on the wind
He backlights my dreams
He has built altars beside my bed
I awake in the smell of his hair & cannot remember
his name, or my own.
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And here's the Paul Robeson article:
http://www.nybooks.com/articles/2018/02/08/emperor-paul-robeson/
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