Storm-Wall Of Dejection Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

flow
flow of the summer currents
fruit of parched dust and dried up rocky sides:
water came as blood comes from those rocks

In the airy glooms

the thunder perpetuates
a long extension
extension after extension

Lightning
to vie with thunder
does not less:

And
in the midst of this
all this

I wander
wander like a frightened insect-ant
across the terrains of the lone rotating earth
I wander
I wander