Windfall

by T.P. Wilkinson / March 24th, 2019

every tear
the earth has shed
every tear
where it bled
rapid rivers
salient shivers
soaked her breast
with history’s stains
slipping only,
losing caution,
stretching more
than imagination
sadness
in accumulation
need not
drown
our inspiration.

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, March 24th, 2019 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.