Sorry Arthur this one makes me feel you are trying
too hard. The adjectives and images jostle one
another too much for my taste. cheers, cara
--- Arthur <[log in to unmask]> wrote: >
> First Rains.
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> Down from a sky coloured like a dull machete
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> silent lightening dances along
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> the vague horizon of the glazed lagoon.
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> Gnat-whined song of a slim canoe
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> as it carves its pearly cee-curve
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> under Kolumbangara's smoking cone.
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> Ice in the bush-lime clinks on gin.
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> We watch the widening wake
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> unfurl and fold and fall back into its ruffled
> sea-road.
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> Far grey veil of rain advances by distant inches
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> armpits darken and spines are slick with crawl of
> sweat;
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> hair grows lank and laced.
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> Now the teeming susurrus as rain on sea assails
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> and thrashes the jetty with its swuthering pelt;
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> sweeps with a roar over the sweltered bush.
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> The whoop of women in the welter and the wet,
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> dance in clothes that glue to lissom backs and
> breasts,
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> their upturned faces greet the season and glisten.
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