Friday, June 13, 2008

Oh Melting Page

oh melting page
beneath my hand
oh melting

stars streaming out
above me
my ink is made of

clouds

oh melting air
beneath my head
oh dream melting
into the atmosphere

of a room where...
flowers breathe
unseen

let me transfix your
goldenness and
your weeping

in this frail moment of rest

oh shore melting into
the sea of this distress:

more is the quantity
I cannot give beyond

the song melting into your gaze
your light that will melt again
from my sad visionary field

this soon

mary angela douglas 5 october 2007

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