Chronicling Duration On The Glass Hill

chronicling duration on the glass hill,
you will live on
remembering how the golden apples spun

and swanlike, how time ran down
and could not be wound up again;
failed music box, and loved.

some things are done and raveled

that cannot be done again
except in telling the story over;
in remembering

how it shone
even at midnight
when dreams came

even without sleep
in waking visions;
the curtains lifted airily

by angels in the wind.

mary angela douglas 6 march 2018