(23 January 1930 / Castries / St Lucia)

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Midsummer, Tobago

Broad sun-stoned beaches.

White heat.
A green river.

A bridge,
scorched yellow palms

from the summer-sleeping house
drowsing through August.

Days I have held,
days I have lost,

days that outgrow, like daughters,
my harbouring arms.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Edited: Saturday, November 19, 2011


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