Homage To The Brothers Limoges

[on learning to read...]

on fine papers perhaps,tiny rosebuds of gold foil

in the borderlands beyond the words-

(we call them margins rapped the teachers,

impatiently illuminating.)

and you, turning the pages, aren't you?

dressed in lavender blue and quite alone.

is there a light from Heaven?

there is.

and a rose spotlight when you rise from your chair to recite

oh this is light this is light I am reading

and not the alphabets, at all

mary angela douglas 6 february 2015