A CHERRY TREE WIND IS BLOWING

a cherry tree wind was blowing
Mary Poppins will not depart
the children will be good forever

so they will never part

even when the windows rattle

from battles that can't be helped
nothing falls from the shelf.


they will eat their cherry cobbler

sitting straight up in their chairs
when the cherry wind is blooming


and a beatific light sets the

weather vanes on fire

so ruby sunburst bright;

with no harm done-


and everything is as charming as pink cakes,

iced buns on blue plates

the story's not adjourned, 

that's not our fate:

there's so much good to learn!


I'm breaking off this barley sugar, eclaired

poem for you, just done

as the gingerbread gilt stars are pasted back

in Heaven sugared surely

where they belong

mary angela douglas 17 august 2008/rev. 15 november 2009;20 june 2022



El Vieno Soplaba Del Cerezo
el viento soplaba del cerezo
Mary Poppins no se apartara(accent on last a)
los ninos van a ser buenos para siempre

aun cuando han tintineado las ventana-
de las guerras que no se puede evitar
nada cae el estante.

que van a comer su pastel de cereza
y sentado recta en sus sillas
cuando el viento es la cereza en flor

y una luz beatifica incendia a las veletas
sin dano.

y todo se ecanta como pasteles de rosa
en platos de azul.
a la historia no se levanto la sesion y

se gano la guerra.
estoy rompiendo este poema de
azucar de cebada para ti

y las estrellas doradas se pegan de nuevo
en el cielo
donde pertenecen.

mary angela douglas translation july 5, 2011 of original English poem 20 august 2008 (pub.)