Reports from Hurricane Adolphe

The Storm, by Theodore Roethke

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We creep to our bed, and its straw mattress.
We wait; we listen.
The storm lulls off, then redoubles,
Bending the trees half-way down to the ground,
Shaking loose the last wizened oranges in the orchard,
Flattening the limber carnations.

A spider eases himself down from a swaying light-bulb,
Running over the coverlet, down under the iron bedstead.
The bulb goes on and off, weakly.
Water roars into the cistern.

We lie closer on the gritty pillow,
Breathing heavily, hoping--
For the great last leap of the wave over the breakwater,
The flat boom on the beach of the towering sea-swell,
The sudden shudder as the jutting sea-cliff collapses,
And the hurricane drives the dead straw into the living pine-tree.



Pictures on the New Toulouse Koinup - http://www.koinup.com/group/newtoulouse/

Other Resident Pictures - http://picasaweb.google.com/Ceejay.Writer/NewToulouseHurricaneAdolpheSeptember24262010#

Report from Tepic Harlequin - http://cityofnewbabbage.com/drupaltest/node/826

Pictures from Tepic Harlequin - http://www.flickr.com/photos/tepic_harlequin/sets/72157625039174340/detail/

I will post more reports as they come in.

Miz Gabi

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