bay of biscay

(prm)

by T.P. Wilkinson / June 10th, 2018

the winds
the waves
of words
borne
in the wild currents
torn from the clouds
by passion’s
sharp ridges
leave the rain
along the coast
sending
thirsty clouds
beyond summits
arid
the sea is fed
again
by the green grass
soaked by traveller’s
pain
washing the arid
taming the torrid
so passion cutting
present need
not be dried
by passion’s errors
past.

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, June 10th, 2018 at 8:04am and is filed under Poetry.