Lo How A Rose On The Down Low Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

"amid the cold of winter, when half spent was the Night."

from the Christmas carol. "Lo, How A Rose E'er Blooming."


the maiden speech of the maidens cancelled

the filmy veils wrecked

because the dragons were hungry


no longer circumspect


this was left off the menu

the literature of the field

the field where lances broke


against the Invisible

and on covenant lands,

the quiring angels queing up


for the inevitable downtown sunsets


or the food trucks

of the newly glitzed

the condo served.


oh poetry my lost

amongst the herds trampled

the popcorn crowds exiting


and under a sullen moon

no longer recited.


while we make our covert home

among the briars

waiting for the resurgence


of the Rose.


mary angela douglas 9 september 2018