| what the water gave me (after Frida Kahlo) The water gave me madness and an incessant humming blood the water remembers the torn torso melting through a seashell's portholes the water acknowledges madness the quadrangular tight-rope of death disease slaughtered women and the trade in gold and spirit of five hundred nations drifting the water remembers the water is clarity the water remembers offers back hurricane the water remembers hides its melancholy secrets no wonder water remembers in tectonic shifts and the angry expectorant of lava no wonder the water runs muddy revolts to flood and brackish no wonder water stays still in the dark the water is coming back home (c) Roger Bonair-Agard, 2003 |
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