As Though We Lived Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

we will find acorns of gold
scattered carelessly on the ground
the wind from far stars

gathering its bouquets
we will wear dresses
smocked with lilies

and carry our hats in our hands
the ones with blue streamers
paler than water

oh daughters of dreams upon dreams
we were then
amenable to every roselike thought

why was it always every season at once
in our house
as though we lived

on the edge of Time?

mary angela douglas 29 july 2017