Continents

(on the music of Josh Groban)

somewhere there are other continents than these
where we stay indoors dreaming of other shores
and tilt the globe in the music rooms

and wait. for shadows at the gate.

oh lilting, music alone, I think of thee
where there have been no wars
no upset in the afternoons

of the order you keep
when sleep is negligible
and clouds diffuse the moon

oh to be forever obscured from history
that we might find in the music

only God.in the stellar nights
and shine from stage to stage only
on an inner range of mountains,

as in dreams,
obscuring Time...inclined to and favoring
the sudden illuminations

and the chime
of the first bars of the scores renewed before
the wounding at the core

of the old continents, shifting,

and music, restraining, just for this little space

the angel at the door, too early
at the porticos of sunset;
and gathering the damaged in.

mary angela douglas 5 june 2018