The Lacework Of The Day Remains Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
The Lacework Of The Day Remains
the lacework of the day remains
the curtains shine
the apples on the table of
the still life that is mine.
the anjou pears unwrapped
in winter sunlight.
I never bought-
steam rising from the coffee cup
with scant cream.
but there is nothing scant
about the things I dream.
mary angela douglas 29 april 2014
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Dream
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