Monday, November 23, 2020

Only When We Dream Is Life What It Once Was

only when we dream is life what it once was

with people writing books like how to look at pictures

what to listen for in music

encouraging you to improve yourself thereby

I will look at the sky the dream sky

whether it is snowing flowers or not

and my heart will be caught there when a star floats by

in the middle of the day

how has it escaped

and will it float down to me like a snowflake on a mitten of pearl

I wore once

when everything was evergreen.

startling the thrushes-

remains to be seen.

mary angela douglas 23 november 2020

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