BLUE EMERALDS (FINAL DRAFT)

 

BLUE EMERALDS

For JZ Schafer

My friend wrote a poem with blue emeralds in it

There are no blue emeralds in nature

scattered entries say blue green perhaps with the

Green a dominant chord

But now they exist in his poem

How can I not sigh

I wish I had thought of them myself

But never mind

The significant thing is this

From his poem they shine

And shine

And shine

He was meant to find them

I am content to know of them; 

Happy as a chirping yellow bird that

Now they are immortal

In the fairy tale lexicon

Of mysterious imaginings.

where purpling grapes turn to hyacinths

from a lark sprung word of the Christ child.

mary angela douglas 23 april 2024;17 may 2024