Recognize a hurr’cane first / by the absence of birds
Sudden forgetting what / s’already been forgot
Do limes color branches / does moss cover manses
Can the trees and stonewalls / keep them, their itching palms
Til the storm smothers dawn / blacks out dusk, splits the yawn-
-Ing world back on its jaws / hinging there on its aw
Ful moon, uvula ball / “It’s your head and your whole
Life against you, McCloud” / the weepers are low-bowed
Seminoles on your porch cry / for someone other than you
Sheltered shivering in the white cold eye.
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Ok, so epic fail on my own assignment because I couldn't get frickin movie stills or video of "Key Largo" with Bogart and Bacall...but that was the idea.
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