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Sep 2017
The island's abandoned beauty
stayed on first name terms
with the coming storm,
oblivious
of its violent betrayal,
unmindful
of the berserker landscaping
that tore a new path towards it.
(Where are all the birds today?)
Inspired by an untitled painting by Virginia Bruno and with prayers for those struck by storms Harvey, Irma and Jose.
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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