Mary Angela Douglas Poems

Pandora opened a box of light.
this time she wasn't dismissed
from the universe
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I lived so deeply in my
dream how could I ever
awake
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to Hans Christian Andersen for the beautiful story of
'The Little Mermaid'

weeping shells, the mermaid on dry land
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in memory of my Grandmother-

and for Judy Collins
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sic transit gloria mundi

"And now thou art set wide ope', the spear's sad art
Lo! Hath unlocked thee at the very heart…"
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hey diddle diddle
the cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon
the little dog laughed
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it's the orange crayon sun peeling off of the window
sills of your first summer, lollipop gazing in-
translucent, the country of tangerine
you can't yet hold in your hands.
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I dreamed of a language
that would not fall away or
be brushed aside like
...

let us return to the country of clouds I
said to myself when you were gone
as you said, everything is changing
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the incredible pink playhouse rose
into the clouds: melted strawberry
wrapped in cream
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