What Is The Location Of Your Emergency Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

what is the location of your emergency
said someone on the line
is it behind the eyes or farther back

to dream where all has virtually stopped
in the workshop of time
and the elves come no more because

you made them garments of the red and green
oh no your mother whispered from the eaves
where whispering turned to snows to sudden angels-

turn your footsteps back as in the fairy tale that day
the children did with so much left to say
where the moon shone illimitably

above the small path marked with stones

mary angela douglas 17 february 2016