All The Poems On Earth Can't Tell Me What The Light Said

all the poems on earth can't  tell me what the Light said

the light winding through the blinds

the Venetian ones, cracked ivory that came with the apartment

with the snow outside

nor you with your chalk in hand

or marking down the score

or counting on the odds whom I cannot implore

can help me reach that shore of lapped waved silence

but only the singular hint of God

set deep in the pearl beset ease

of the earliest white skied breeze

can utter to me 

what the Light said in palest orchid,

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mary angela douglas 6 october 2021