WHO WILL FILCH GOLDEN APPLES FOR THE KING

 

WHO WILL FILCH GOLDEN APPLES FOR THE KING

Who will filch golden apples for the King

Stealing into the mythic world to bring back tribute

The feather from the exotic bird that snaps in two

The hemispheres;who will retrieve

The blue agate of the earth to make recompense

Let the seas wash over a second Atlantis in the jade shadowed

Sorrow of a disaster perceived too late

still may we find another home even through blind faith

As many times as the tale can be told

By those who are living it

Or dreaming it as it recurs

And turning the music box slowly with an antique hand crank

In a snow starred reverie

So that the charming figures come to life

And the quadrille continues, my sainted love.

mary angela douglas 15 july 2024