Eye of the Storm (1971)

Eye of the Storm

by Marc Mangel

 

Sitting in the eye of the storm

with lightning flashing and thunder crashing

sheets of water

hail

slicing

chopping into little bits a

false tanquility

wind and lonely dogs

howling

pretty matrons in doorways with

faces scowling

with water bubbles down a street

tripping each tree it

just so meets

life and times

so soaked that it’s sure

we’re in the eye of the

storm

(sometime in 1971)

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