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Four Poems: Katrina's Pathway

Harvest of Apoplectic Horses

((Dedicated to: Katrina)) urgent situation)

It has happened before:

Nearby and afar,

Where the four-horses of

Apocalypse

With their colorful nostrils

Breathed in the emotion of the winds

Only to puke out, disaster; -

Then galloped away,

Against dim faces!...

#824 9/2/05

The Vanishing

[Dedicated to: Katrina]

For a time, I not here my body-

Behind me.

Still,

I resided in my darkroom-

"There is suitable in the world," I said,

The real meaning of the international begins

To move-slowly, after Katrina.

I sealed my eyes, thinking

New Orleans, Mississippi

(a prayer, if sole for one).

Women's hands, loaves of staff of life...

Appear...eyes of men bleary with dread

Burgundy faces, huddled

Together...appear.

I say: give thanks God it's not time of year.

The world is speechless (mostly)

A few friends comprehend our cry

But they are honorable shadows

Turned away from the sun.

The solely article worsened than death,

Is this-the disappearance.

#825 9/2/05

Bones in Water

(The Gem of the South; Katrina)

There onetime was this gem

Down on the Mississippi

(The Big Easy, New Orleans)

A gem, all sought-after to touch:

Now in soundless waters, like Atlantis;

The metropolis in the dark:

Once the reproductive structure of the South,

It cannot accept up truthful now.

Broken to its knees, with ease

In the winds of the hurricane:

Katrina's pathway: finger cymbals and ravage.

#826 9/2/06

Doomed to Live
[Katrina]

Doomed to live
Are those who survived-?
Katrina's large outcry
The intractability of Mother Nature
Against mankind-.
Thus, her ultimatum, her
Remorseless, implacable
Unalterable despair-
Gave her minimum to create
A great catastrophe
For world...
Her obverse was gaunt, with
Patched gray, black dead
With blemished braids around
Her eyelids-unaimed, calm
Her voice, not even rose-
She exterminated New Orleans
Her golden rival!...

#827 9/3/05