courting the ellipsis I draw down
condensed as cream what in memory's confounded
the hidden from view jade icebergs of dream
the rigging of: the scent of the rose compressed
in a half parenthesis of snow.
mary angela douglas 25 january 2022
To the Russian poets and all poets;the shimmering, undefeated "cloud of witnesses" who conveyed at great cost the connecting idea between Heaven and earth. And most of all, to the poet from the former Soviet Union who, dying, in prison, wrote his final poem in his own blood on the wall: the single word, "Hope". Whole-hearted To the Triune God in memory of Mary Adalyn Young- Douglas. Copyright 2006-2023, U.S. and International Copyright all rights reserved by Mary Angela Douglas
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