Tuesday, December 12, 2023

Less abandoned

When we could not watch

Television or YouTube or use
Mobiles during the storm
We came to the gate to watch
The rainwater flowing in the street
We warned passersby off the deep end
As the surpluses from the reservoirs
Came surging all the way here, we worried
For a while but when the level eased out
We knew our houses would not be violated;
Grown-up girls remembered their childhood
Made paper boats and sailed them out front
In the streams going past the apartments
Fulfilled their desires to cast stones in the water
See them leap away from them like frogs
The pre-electricity darkness filled with chatter
As neighbours who had hardly exchanged a word
Came downstairs to collect and share news
There were flashes of humanity in their talk
Of native towns they found changing every year
Fading from memory, distance growing with time
One revealed a family secret she would not have
In more normal times, in more normal light
When we went back to our candle-lit homes, we felt less abandoned.







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