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'To the End of the Night' is one of three winners of the Northwoods Press 2003 annual poetry competition. The poems trace the poet's journey from England to America, and  a parallel journey through the heart to a place of renewed vision and synthesis of understanding.  Edited by Jay Ramsay.  Published by Northwoods Press, Maine. 


Endorsements: 'A political, poetic, and philosophic descendant of Blake, she names the nature and architecture of places where violence rhymes with benevolence.  Here in these poems, at the end of the night, “thought [is] overtaken / by sensation” and we must greet the day willing to be “taken hostage / by uncertainty.” '

Alice B Fogel author of  'Be That Empty' recipient of the NEA Individual Artists Fellowship.  

 'Diana Durham's deep clear eye for feeling truth intuits a level of spiritual reality through the fabric of her poetry that just gets better and better as time goes on.'

Jay Ramsay, author of 'Kingdom of the Edge',  founder Chrysalis Project UK 

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FATHER OF NIGHT

    A presence is flowing towards me
    out of the dark tonight

    plentiful, endlessly

    as endless as the road
    that sweeps up to us
    feeds itself
    endlessly endlessly
    under the car

    this road is not beautiful
    but it could also be
    a way this radiance
    pours itself out
    into the night

    the purple grey shades
    of steel girdered bridges
    neon-lit, white-lit
    the giant bones
    of overpasses
    passing and repeating
    sometimes the road
    is faintly star-lit.

    The black pours towards us
    seamlessly
    in branches and wide grey
    stretches of flat river

    the dark-rayed continuous
    outpouring of its giant
    movement steady
    into the evening
    that we are moving in now.

    Simply like water
    like black air
    or the soft trajectories
    of night rain
    blown horizontal by the wind
    or our rushing against
    its silent wet softness

    the presence of what we always dreamed
    or never noticed
    all the ways that we were always held
    in this embrace.    





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