Let There Be Lanes Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
Let There Be Lanes
let there be lanes before and after the cataclysms
threaded with bluebirds and the hedge rose;
the aureoles of angels through the trees
surreptitiously.
the glaze on the puddles in winter
and the snows when they give way
turning again to Spring
and not the bombed out homes.
let there be lanes the Lord God said again
and we cried
because it was so.
mary angela douglas 14 august 2016
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