She is from the desert centre
madly thirsty of water
she swallows all moisture.
...
For hate and love will never be
paired
I don't know which is
more severe,
...
Unwelcome Visitor
She is from the desert centre
madly thirsty of water
she swallows all moisture.
She roars,
she swirls,
she hurls at us dust.
She sweeps streets,
she brushes floors,
she dumps at us.
We dance unwillingly
in her dancing,
in her song we make chorus
we shiver in rhyme with her blowing.
Her name's Hamatan;
inevitably our annual visitor.