Saturday, November 14, 2015

The Wind Was Writing "the leaves, the leaves"

the wind was writing "the leaves, the leaves"
in scriptures of gold the sun arose
the rose of the rose of the rose of

the mirroring heart was closed.
and then the snows came
to the child at the windowpane

writing in frost is Christmas when
the night the night descends
having written its one

Star

mary angela douglas 14 november 2015

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