Poems

Under the palm

White glare of winter sun

Glints the fronds of coconut palms

They shake and shimmy from the shoulders

At the base of one sits a charcoal man

gesticulating fiercely,

forearm jerking hand to mouth

As if signing hunger to the horizon.

 

July 2020

 

Photo description: The narrow silver-grey trunk of a tall palm tree stretches up to its umbrella of leaves, the circle of fronds fanned out against an azure sky.

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