I Would Be A Crafter Of Wings Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

I would be a crafter of wings

three riddles and the cherry unwinding to the stem

that can't reveal the life within

and the cherry tree weeps


the weeping cherry

three riddles given by the silver fairy.

one is a wish for light


for summer in a bottle.

one is the wish for flight

and Icarus remembered.


one remains for late septembers

stars burning down to embers

leaves flown out into the unknown


the Soul would go

but that is the riddle

we cannot know.


mary angela douglas 14 march 2020