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mary douglas Poems
Canticle to Robin Williams
for Robin Williams (July 21,1951-August 11,2014) 'send not to know for whom the bell tolls' -John Donne
In The Theatre Of Roses I Took My Seat
in the theatre of roses I took my seat. of course the cushions were rose velvet. now we begin.
Last Minute Christmas Eve 1964
last minute drugstore gifts are best for pure excitement! someone's sure to want just one more box of chocolate covered cherries-
In The Shoemaker's Shop
[once more, to The Brothers Grimm] how marvelous it seemed to you then the cobbler asleep at his bench
Waiting For The Light To Change
waiting for the light to change small things occur to you and the bees of drizzle gather under your umbrella walk, flickers the ivoried, don't cross yells the sign in
You Should Have Been Painted In A Lilac ...
you should have been painted in a lilac mist looking out to sea yet- holding the sea within.
courting the fair lost wonder of the skies the ghosts of English poets stood out in the rain wondering what happened to the world edged all around in gold;
My Faberge Egg Is Hatching Little Stars
my faberge egg is hatching little stars, cut crystal- whole cherry orchards unrazed
I Imagine A Book Of His Poems Bound In P...
[to William Butler Yeats] and to the Irish-Belgian poet, Martin Burke
In The Looking Glass, It Began To Snow
in the looking glass, it began to snow the snow covered up your eyes your
Department Store Christmas Window,1958
oh christmas window in the downtown area where the dolls move from side to side carefully pouring their infinite tea;
Alice In A Dream Of What Was Melting, Ev...
in dreams we are never sure of the place: it could be this or another one. geography dissolves.
The Library Of One
the library of one where green leaves shuttled through. pink clouds.
to Maurice Maeterlinck author of The Bluebird there is a soul in light you said and blue birds nestled in the folds of night that you may find.
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Canticle to Robin Williams
for Robin Williams (July 21,1951-August 11,2014)
'send not to know for whom the bell tolls'
'Nought but vast sorrow was there -
The sweet cheat gone'
-from Ghost, by Walter De La Mare
dreaming in colour with our eyes wide open
we thought we heard them say that you had fled
oh no oh no oh no we cried we cried we cried
the fool in motley wiser than all kings is dead
by his own hand and we the starless witnesses
and snows bled snows in summer shock by shock
in California, spreading clockwise fault line by