I heard Satie in the afternoons
the pearl elongated notes of a
vague melancholy
thinking of famous willows I have known
the fronds sweeping the clouds away
from the ponds
then I read Turgenev and wanted a dress of lawn
sweeping the grass, the river grasses with a
sash of pure azure.
some things cannot be
not even in the original
some things are dreamed
like famous willows I have known
the flower wreathed Ophelia
on no tide
human pride, our harps left there
and the rivers rising.
mary angela douglas 17 july 2018
the pearl elongated notes of a
vague melancholy
thinking of famous willows I have known
the fronds sweeping the clouds away
from the ponds
then I read Turgenev and wanted a dress of lawn
sweeping the grass, the river grasses with a
sash of pure azure.
some things cannot be
not even in the original
some things are dreamed
like famous willows I have known
the flower wreathed Ophelia
on no tide
human pride, our harps left there
and the rivers rising.
mary angela douglas 17 july 2018
