There Is Entrapment On Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
There Is Entrapment On
there is entrapment on
every side
there are paintings on
the wind
there is a glass I look
into discovering nothing
there is a wave I hold
in hands that turn into
music
and music that turns into
me, turning out
being turned out
mary angela douglas 17 april 2001
copyright 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: april,music
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