I Washed My Hands In The Snow Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
I Washed My Hands In The Snow
I washed my hands in the snow
of your attrition:
it was time to go.
holding onto the sleeves
of your angels and
paying attention to
the night skies
I gave you this worn out
constellation-
knowing it was not enough-
mary angela douglas 30 july 2001
Monday, September 25, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: july,snow
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