for Hans Christian Andersen
I shall break myself into pieces of the star brimmed foam
the sea maid sighed all on a wave
with a fond look home
foundling, coral kingdomed and beset with human woes
bartering pieces of moonlight
bartering pieces of moonlight
for a violet repose
this is the wave resounding
and her presence fled.
this is all she said.
mary angela douglas 24 december 2019
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