the
land
can
quench
her
thirst sucking
down
the
drops
that
fall
from a
finally leaden sky.
The air
is soft with the promise
of
potential greening
and
sagging
with
the scent
of wet
cement.
Texan
floods present a tantalizing glimpse
of a
feast
of
plenty;
yet
the
Texans devour the dearth of moisture
in our
earth
with
hungry eyes.
(This
was written at the end of a long period of drought in Australia when there were floods, at the same
time, in Texas .)
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