Sun Angel Poem by Barry Middleton

'Sad men made angels of the sun...'
From: Evening Without Angels
By Wallace Stevens


so this angel of the street
can be bawdy and hungry

she is made of something
far more like earth and sea

and so she sparks desire
beyond wings and halos

she is the true sun angel
flesh and blood and heart

she descended like all of us
from the cloud of forever

and looking back to mystery
she still bears its question

and looking back to mystery
she is haunted by its yearning