Poetry Thursday: Hurricane Season

A brief excerpt from the book-length SHAR: Hurricane Poem (Savacou Publications, 1990), for which I am still seeking a dependable link.

by Kamau Braithwaite




And what. what. what. what more. what more can I tell you
on this afternoon of electric bronze
but that the winds. winds. winds. winds came straight on
& that there was no step. no stop. there was no stopp.
ing them & they began to reel. in circles. scream. ing like Ezekiel's
wheel
&
that the valley of destruction filled with buzz. with kite tails wild.
ing
tug & tear & rip & tatter up & like old women laugh.
ing. warn. ing. child.
ren scream.
& they were really scream. ing let me tell you

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And some fascinating information on the nexus of the Creole and English languages here.