Green Squall
For Kimberly Johnson
Lightning—
Now there’s a sexy machete: a pounce of sky electric—electricitied—
inflamed.
What’s the sugar, Hurricane?
The rain tins its romantic in the water pots.
The waterspouts are full-on
Rashmahanic.
What’s the hurry, Sugarcane?
A pouncing sky enlightninged,
Edgy-sexed....
This is the sugar.
This is the hurry.
“Green Squall” appeared in Green Squall,
Yale University Press, 2006. “Green Squall”
originally appeared in The Iowa Review.
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