Monday, January 26, 2015
The Playhouse Dreamed: The One With Tuliped Curtains
the tulips on cream curtains glow
in brilliant red, in purple, orange
convincing you you're in Holland
and perhaps you know Van Gogh
and are kind to him
and he paints in your backyard
which somehow is enormous.
and this is where the clouds stand still
in fantastic swirls of blue
the air vibrates around the poplars
longing for the entire spectrum
and the stars grow so huge
that Yellow drips from the moon.
you fix coffee for him and bread
with cheese, a little toasted.
he paints the pear trees as if
it were the last Spring
for the Universe.
as if the earth were his bride.
mary angela douglas 26 january 2015