Atacama
by grimbeau
Edge of desert
loathsome crossroads
break of day:
blue sky
black road
yellow land…
~
shaking hands
with Mendelsohn,
saying thanks
Mendelsohn
for the velvet ride:
three days since
back now
still here.
~
Word came orange train
orange train it never came,
delayed by groaning grain
hoppers
delayed by
open hurt
surgery.
~
Toucans dismayed
shake
sorry worried heads:
crackle yellow beaks
blue rinse
dismal eyes
~
petrol black feathers.
Sheen shines
gleaming after
morning preening:
listening
~
Acute whisper
Jungle or desert canopy.
conscientious toucanese.
Sleeping penguins
dream of krill.
~
pungent lavender
five giant
ruby clay pots
on the windowsill
cast tiny white
shadows.
*
Just…Wow!
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