Poem

DISCOVERY

Always
like the futile march of crab-armies
from mangrove fortress to the beach

Always
like the palm-fringe waiting
to be breached

Already I know, the moment you land I
become islanded

In the shadows of the rain forest
I wait in submission

Amidst the trembling of the leaves
I practise hesitant discourse

Always
my impenetrable heart.


original title: 'DISCOVERY'




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