Rust Not Mariners On The Tempestuous Seas Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
Rust Not Mariners On The Tempestuous Seas
For the poet Gerard Manley Hopkins
I deny the corrosion of hours
Destined to hold within them golden bells
Knowing the world we think we inhabit
Is fugitive under
a surface spell
Light peals out from angelic sources
Clouds move at the lapsed speed of dreams
Within the worlds on worlds I believe
Fire kindles and brindles
The inner creeds.
mary angela douglas 27 april 2024
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