What Would The Pincushion Dream, Hans Andersen Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

what would the pincushion dream, Hans Andersen?
to be stabbed with golden pins?
to fall in love with a thimble.

my lady's thimble, made of garnet,
the only one in the kingdom?
or maybe the whole display of thread:

the Coats and Clark spectrum
jewel like in array, the rainbow=spooled.
dizzy with colours would the pincushion lose

its balance? would it long to be threaded with light-
to become: oh impossible of all impossibilities
the embroidery of the moon and stars instead?

or mantled like a king with ah!

the flowers?

mary angela douglas 28 january 2015