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Douglas Dunn. Kaleidoscope‪.‬ Poetry from the Jungle

    • Performing Arts

To climb these stairs again, bearing a tray,Might be to find you pillowed with your books,Your inventories listing gowns and frocksAs if preparing for a holiday.Or, turning from the landing, I might findMy presence watched through your kaleidoscope,A symmetry of husbands, each redesignedIn lovely forms of foresight, prayer and hope.I climb these stairs a dozen times a dayAnd, by the open door, wait, looking inAt where you died. My hands become a trayOffering me, my flesh, my soul, my skin.Grief wrongs us so. I stand, and wait, and cryFor the absurd forgiveness, not knowing why.
The Ceylon Press currently produces three podcast shows.1. The Jungle Diaries (www.theceylonpress.com/thejunglediariespodcast)2. The History of Sri Lanka (www.theceylonpress.com/thehistoryofsrilankapodcast)3. Poetry from the Jungle

To climb these stairs again, bearing a tray,Might be to find you pillowed with your books,Your inventories listing gowns and frocksAs if preparing for a holiday.Or, turning from the landing, I might findMy presence watched through your kaleidoscope,A symmetry of husbands, each redesignedIn lovely forms of foresight, prayer and hope.I climb these stairs a dozen times a dayAnd, by the open door, wait, looking inAt where you died. My hands become a trayOffering me, my flesh, my soul, my skin.Grief wrongs us so. I stand, and wait, and cryFor the absurd forgiveness, not knowing why.
The Ceylon Press currently produces three podcast shows.1. The Jungle Diaries (www.theceylonpress.com/thejunglediariespodcast)2. The History of Sri Lanka (www.theceylonpress.com/thehistoryofsrilankapodcast)3. Poetry from the Jungle

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