The Nazareth Mines
(Poem about the Immaculate Conception)
When Rome was
Of the world –
And Master Moon
Was free –
And Mistress Midnight
Bedizened –
In show-star
Finery.
A tiny sparkle
Caught
Miss Mistress Midnight’s
Eye –
And captured Master
Moon
Who paled
And gasped a sigh –
But Rome still
Of the world
Had doctors observe
Ceiling signs –
And missed the Immaculate
Diamond –
Debouching from
Nazareth mines.
Hilary McRee Flanery
