To Valerie Macon New Poet Laureate Of North Carolina Or: World Poetry In A Single Bound Vaults Over The Nitpickers - Poem by mary douglas
to Valerie Macon, new poet laureate of North Carolina, 'above the fray...' (July 12,2014-July 17,2014) a glorious though brief, reign...
poetry appeared in the bark of old trees,
in the neighborhood you used to live in
springing up overnight, syringa in the moonlight
cloudy cloudy stars.
in the old rains, intensifying the lilacs.
in the older lanes of perhaps, Fuquay-Varina.
in the little birds hopping near the mystical puddles
in the parking lots.
and 'whishing' in the tails of the grey squirrels
and it was curled around the baby's finger
in the butterscotch sunlight and it never asked why, why
has no committee come to call on me
but burbled over the white stones in the creek,
in a wavery sound we knew was music laughing
and the angels, brookside laughing
'what is protocol?
does it have wings, too? '
mary angela douglas 15 july 2014
Note on the Poem: people (some) are upset that the governor of north carolina appointed the new poet laureate of North Carolina, skipping the normal protocol. All I have to say is, thank God, since He's the source of it, anyway! (of poetry, not protocol)
I think so!
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