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Jack Spicer

(30 January 1925 - 17 August 1965 / Los Angeles, California)

A Diamond

<i>A Translation for Robert Jones</i>

A diamond
Is there
At the heart of the moon or the branches or my nakedness
And there is nothing in the universe like diamond
Nothing in the whole mind.

The poem is a seagull resting on a pier at the end of the ocean.

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