Treasure Island

mary douglas


Listening For the Beginning Of Snows, White Flowers, Celesta


for the poet Elinor Wylie (1885-1928)

listening for the beginning of snows, white flowers, celesta-
I bowed my head far down
into the very velvet of God;

putting the jeweled sword back in the cupboard, carefully-
by the last of the fairytale cheese-
the plum-starred jam.

who knows what music held
for those who appear no longer;
wind the music box anyway
and don't despair,

your heart like a cloud
still does not drift
and it is a wonder

just to breathe the air
that later, snow will inhabit-

mary angela douglas 22 december 2011

Submitted: Sunday, August 24, 2014

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