the constancy of snow is perhaps invisible
as are all things that melt except
in the child's mind
the child whose pink ice cream
is always a possibility
of surprise on any day
or perhaps never
who can say without a smile
April is faithless
when every year she comes tripping
decked all in violets.
then there are, they say,
invisible, before the wakes
the kingdoms of tears
trembling at every brink
the punishments beyond definition
when beautiful time translates its anguish
uprooted, no longer the implorable.
beyond which,
Heaven shines
mary angela douglas 9 december 2016
as are all things that melt except
in the child's mind
the child whose pink ice cream
is always a possibility
of surprise on any day
or perhaps never
who can say without a smile
April is faithless
when every year she comes tripping
decked all in violets.
then there are, they say,
invisible, before the wakes
the kingdoms of tears
trembling at every brink
the punishments beyond definition
when beautiful time translates its anguish
uprooted, no longer the implorable.
beyond which,
Heaven shines
mary angela douglas 9 december 2016
