For The Light Of Your Palms Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America

For The Light Of Your Palms

for the light of your palms
it seemed that I crossed mountains
sometimes in a dream;


sometimes awake



only visible to me: the incontrovertible

the wounded and the

clear


(not the sun or the moon)

but a universe bordering,

my own


mary angela douglas 23 june 2001
copyright 2006

Saturday, September 23, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: june,mountains,sometimes
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Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America
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