The Reality of Tropical Depressions
Let’s not wrestle with water
anymore—
Enters until we flexible
in its acceptance
Persistent in entering
through green or brown windowpanes
jagged from years of sun
Lights out
across the street yr candle
dances still or
flashlight we send
signals
interrupted by slinging branches
Tonight is O.K.—
after all
you walk by the window
tip yr head at the orange sky blue lightning
partially our rainbow
People not alone in the percussive squalls
(Caribbean music)
Sole leaf flicked by adolescent wind
gone
August 25, 2005
Copyright Credit: Adrian Castro, "The Reality of Tropical Depressions" from Handling Destiny. Copyright © 2009 by Adrian Castro. Reprinted by permission of Coffee House Press.
Source: Handling Destiny (Coffee House Press, 2009)