midnight snow will be forming
soundless words on a
page of
branches-
angels scored on lamplight
in an endless tally
silently you will gather
all sadness in.
let me live in the
startling air,
your reverie and
the sudden blossoming snow-
mary angela douglas 2 december 2000/30 may 2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem