I Would Be Of That Bright Company Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

(to the living God to whom all praise is due)


ye singers of madrigals choirs of minstrelsy gone

how often I would have been even given the centuries I have lived in

wreathed in your song

but men now love flattery publicity getting a high degree piled on a high degree

more than they love beauty

how I wanted to be

of your bright company

now they laugh to scorn.

someday it will be

the return of music and the muse

the return of the verities.

the rocks will sing out

and sound like crystal bells

then all shall be well

now we mourn for the coming of true day

and practice true singing

as if we were a quiet a desperate army

each of us, only one.

mary angela douglas 12 december 2020

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