Hurrican Floyd 14 sept 1999

The television shows us a pure, white pinwheel,

lazily gliding about on blue glass oceans.
Its not every day you see a storm the size of
a country lumbering across the world
Surely this vast, inexorable malevolence;
this giant of rain and wind and sleet,
isnt coming to knock at my door.
It hauls itself with cyclone claws
out of the shallow seas,
like an long slumbering titan
from another age
I watch as mile after mile
is consumed by shadow
and then the dark wall
passes over me
I have never been so small.