I'm Not Going To Do It (Final Version) Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
I'm Not Going To Do It (Final Version)
the flowering of stars lately in the skies
somehow I must disguise, suppress
to be thought wise I guess in my poem
how it makes me feel
and more or less never reveal
their serial and sequined recurrences in dreams
even though well
in every cell
I hear them singing crystalline belled
across the vast and Christmas distances,
to me
mary angela douglas 25 december 2021
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