I Trace The Pattern On The Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
I Trace The Pattern On The
I trace the pattern on the
window of something
unexpected.
will you leave in my heart
this imprint of ice, will
you leave
the window frame catches my
sleeve, my breath
at the window makes
clouds upon clouds:
you have clouded my
heart
something is disappearing
that never existed,
rimmed with
flowers of ice
(my poem)
mary angela douglas 18 february 1998
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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