The Princess Cried Real Sequins (Final Version) Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
The Princess Cried Real Sequins (Final Version)
the princess cried real sequins
in the play:
I saw her
from a mauve-lit distance
fall away into sudden
nearness there
where the violet curtain,
tied-back, slightly
swayed
and a small hand
made of moments
cast an ivory
obliviousness, or a
spell somewhere else
where it was snowing
and children laughed whole coins
of silver-
bent on her deliverance-
mary angela douglas 21 august 2010
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