mary douglas


I'M The One With The Ruby Slippers - Poem by mary douglas

I'm the one with the ruby slippers
I whispered to myself
in a scene of great

distress

in a dream it all came back to me:
the captive feeling in the unfeeling
castle

and the witch

green as new grass
sprung up again

I'm the one with the ruby slippers;
I'm not the one that melts
I muttered to myself again
under the witch's witchng stare:

fire cannot quench
nor water burn

the singular heart annointed
in this.

or any other nightmare

mary angela douglas 16 may 2008


Poet's Notes about The Poem

One of a cluster of poems on that best American fairytale, The Wizard of Oz

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 23, 2014


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