They Have Strewn My Heart On The Yellow Sands Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America

They Have Strewn My Heart On The Yellow Sands



"and such as breathe out, Cruelty…"
[from the Psalms…]

they have strewn my heart on the yellow sands
where Don Quixote and his dubious friend once wandered
they have strewn my heart

and I'm too small to see
above the windmills' relentless turning that
there was a letter in Dulcinea's hand
sewn with stars that burned out too early.
pale are the shadows.
fragrant, the Escorial.

they have strewn my heart on the yellow sands
and purple are the clouds that gather El Greco:
It's the telling hour for the bellwether of beauty
endlessly woven, torn out of the skies

it's the Knight of the Lost Towers coming back too soon
It's the Knight of the Mirrors do not tell him where I am
they have strewn my heart on the yellow sands
and only God can find me.

mary angela douglas 11 october 2012

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