Coping lyrics

by

Audre Lorde


it has rained for five days
running
the world is
a round puddle
of sunless water
where small islands
are only beginning
to cope

a young boy
in my garden
is bailing out water
from his flower patch
when I ask him why
he tells me
young seeds that have not seen sun
forget
and drown easily

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