Wednesday, September 28, 2016

The Continent Of The Heart

things that remain:
the recollection of the rain,
the sun through the screen door.

the exhilaration of snow and more,
the blue trace of it on the air
the leaves when they fall

after turning to gold oh everywhere
strange alchemies rewound
the momentary flicker of

pink birthday candles
and the scent of wax
mingled with wishing

the Christmas stocking
Orange of all oranges
and peppermint

the waylaid Star
the continent of the heart
that cannot break apart

the children's Christmas ease
at memorizing these

mary angela douglas 28 september 2015