There has been a lot of rumbling throughout the South of late. From Haiti to Chile to Mexico, the earth seems determined to quake, and it is this particular brand of nature’s wrath that has inspired this poem:
First the rumble
Then the roar
Tumble, tumble
Tried and tore.
World is spinning
Dizzied drunk
Sanity set to shaking—
No stoic monk.
Screaming rock
And tearing earth
Shocked flock
Stripped of mirth.
Thunderous
Devastation—
Anonymous
Creation.