I like the idea that the super moon of the past couple of nights was the universe's way of welcoming Diann Blakely to a higher realm of unfailing love and noble genius, a place where she is likely to fit very well. It shined with the same kind of luminous majesty that attracted so many to Diann's profound craftsmanship as a poet and to her inspiring grace as a human being. When another great poet, Maya Angelou, passed earlier this year, I noted how wise so many in the world had been to celebrate her while she was yet among us. Many can say the same in regard to Harriet Diann Blakely but possibly now, and in the months to come, many more shall reveal just how worthy she was, and is, of such celebration.
With love and sincere condolences to Diann's family,