Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas Poems

1521. For Lake Wobegon, Disappearing... 12/4/2017
1522. The Aftermath Of Stars 10/6/2017
1523. Azul 7/22/2014
1524. That Is The Script They Hand You 8/14/2009
1525. Backstory Breakfast For 'The Emperor's New Clothes' 7/25/2014
1526. My Lost Unicorn Wandered Far 8/31/2009
1527. Finding The Things In The Picture 2/25/2016
1528. The Letter You Write To The End Of The World 9/16/2016
1529. Though No One Pays Me To 7/3/2016
1530. Tall Tale 8/1/2016
1531. Taken Into Account, Obscurely Dreamed 11/30/2016
1532. Meditation On The Children Of Lir 7/25/2017
1533. Sometimes 2/26/2018
1534. Committee 12/13/2016
1535. We Are All Unlikely People 11/15/2016
1536. Shifted 7/7/2016
1537. Ivory 10/19/2010
1538. True Reading Is First Reading 8/28/2014
1539. In The Shoemaker's Shop 8/30/2014
1540. And This Is Music 2/17/2016
1541. I Wrote On A Page Of Light 4/9/2016
1542. Last Minute Christmas Eve 1964 12/22/2014
1543. A Visitation 2/28/2017
1544. Alive 4/4/2016
1545. The Names Of Things 2/3/2017

Comments about Mary Angela Douglas

  • Prabhata Kumar Sahoo Prabhata Kumar Sahoo (5/8/2017 11:54:00 PM)

    I love your poet'page.I am tempted to read more about your works after going thru a few.

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  • Is It Poetry James Mclain Is It Poetry James Mclain (11/15/2016 10:55:00 AM)

    Few have the honesty
    As do you
    To have like you the truth
    As you speak in your
    Biography .. James

  • Mary Angela Douglas Mary Angela Douglas (7/2/2016 4:10:00 PM)

    Thank you for your kind comment Odiete. I believe that poetry and being a poet is from God. If there is any vastness in my poems it comes from my being happy to think about the vastness of God. We are all vast in Him I like to think too. My versatility comes from having a scattered, butterfly like brain that likes to flit from flower to flower in terms of topics to think about (why I always had trouble with writing research papers in school at the last minute; not from procrastination, just from liking too much to research and keep finding things out without drawing conclusions. Heaven will be at least in part, for me, I think, the joy of NEVER AGAIN HAVING TO DRAW CONCLUS9ONS! God bless you a abundantly in your continuing (and already eternal) life as a poet. Thank You. Mary Angela Douglas

  • Ovi-enita Odiete Ovi-enita Odiete (7/2/2016 3:44:00 PM)

    You are such a Vast, Versatile and talented Poetess.....

Best Poem of Mary Angela Douglas

The Names Of Things

to Ray Bradbury, looking back, or forward

the names of things we held in our heart
when alphabets foundered and worlds came apart
and the clouds drifted over mindless borders

and were crucified.
the names of things, the orange and the lemon
the midnight zither and the bluebird plans

the tissue paper birthdays at a secret command
all disappeared, their ribbons curling.
all but the names we taught our children to revere and

year past year,
never to split the silver from the rains,
to refrain from negating the Soul.

and ever to stow the...

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to William Blake

I saw you walking
the hills of green,
angels on either side of you, conversing

and cherry-bought bells resounding.
in the dove-sought skies such flame-tinged
clouds appearing:

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