Friday, June 03, 2011

POEM: Valedictorian Address During A Spring Monsoon

from inside the old-church-
converted-to-a-theater
the valedictorian drones on
in gold-capped tones
staining everything like mustard.

outside, water toe-taps
sounds of life as
an IV mud drip.

then monsoon rains arrive
at first silent as an uninvited guest
but soon sounds pour in through slatted
stained glass windows.

we await the cliched
power outage but
somehow it never materializes.

only when it is done,
do scowling clouds remain
& everything wilts
with the intention
of drying flowers

save for the red faced
laughter of
fresh graduates.

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