Somewhere else, seas heap up and crests break

Here, we’re ditching meteorology for myth:

the wind’s a creature broken out of cave:

a wold, and this is Ragnarok.

Glass breaks, a car alarm sounds, trees wrench.

There’s a science and logic to loving you,

but there’s superstition on a night like this

and all the stirring of the world to settle first. – Josephine Abbott

 

 

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