[for Edward Lear]
the pea green boat is leaking
I said in my prayers
but we were sinking on peridot waters;
I did not despair.
and I had lost the astrolabe
from jeweled last year
and you had lost your wilderness
and almost all your fears.
we had one spoon
and made do
and jars full of stars.
and we stayed afloat
on musical notes
and the sea never parted.
never parted us.
when quince bright was the moon;
the slow rescue's
Tune.
mary angela douglas 12 january 2016
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