Blanche Poem by Zyw Zywa

Blanche



Blanche, the white one
is another Tormenta
in another sunnier year

a devastating storm
in the white wall
of clouds around me

Sharply I see everything
rush, struck apart, it is
a raging, twirling and

lightly gliding out of the light
into the nothing
Calmly I see everything

dissolve
out of my eye
my quiet eye

Saturday, March 16, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: calm,meditation,wind
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Blanche = White
Tormenta = Storm

The tropical cyclone "Blanche" (category 2) made landfall in the northeast Kimberley district of Western Australia on the 6 March 2017

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