in the maple leafed shining of the year
the gate through which we speed
I asked my dream self quietly
but first we need grilled cheese,
a few fig newtons
pieces of the Sun.
and our paste diamonds?
what's homework to me
or me to homework somewhere
meaning algebra and I'll not read
what's required necessarily
in that order
but turn the crackling pages one by one
inhaling them o sweet book perfumes
and read and read into the gloom
just to be reading out of doors
in book eternity once more.
mary angela douglas 10 march 2016