11 July 2011

casemate poems (redux) 6

darkness approaches early
monday afternoon wind up
and no squirrel can prevent
what blows our way
hot heavy humid air
unsetted unaccounted

weather doesn't map
or negotiate its how
to manoeuvre with man
(hu- wo- or -kind)
or its effect
upon the earth

flags go limp
and people wilt
when the breeze dies
but bagpipe and drum
continue their simulation
of a situation past

garrison your home
votre solution tower
hour timer routine
stability in repetition
believed secure—
echoes hear themselves

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