Sunday, December 31, 2017

The Wind Speaks Beautifully To The Poets

what the wind said to them
we only partly know
the poets of the long ago

except that it was beautiful
and in the sound
of their wind poems

the wind itself resounds
as though the poem were
eaves, or trees

and surges like the human heart
or ebbs and then the poem is gone
leaving a trace of music

leaving its trace of music

mary angela douglas 31 december 2017