It was a day without rain.

But the clouds?

Well, they will always be
be here,

reminding us of our
vulnerability I suppose.

It was a day without wind,

Flags redundant posturing
semaphored muted obscenities,

Prior to their final furling.

It was a day without fear,

Dins of the past conceded
in a subdued silence.

It was a day after yesterday,

Which came with all the
wisdom of tomorrow.




April 10th 1998.