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The Caribbean Writer

A Drive Through Green

Jennifer Rahim

 

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The highway’s geometric lines
are lost on entering here,
and the road narrows, easing down
into fields so thick with green
the mind dips and whorls
from a morning resplendent in light,
as you drive to discover your landscape.
The brain barely registers the places:
Preysal, Gran Couva because the basin
is beautiful, and these waving canes
lose a history as the heart makes a case
to claim this home.
Visitor’s speed, citizen’s reserve,
you swallow the peace of rolling plains.
You don’t see shadows in plastic aprons
or double layered clothing working a line
stretching beyond this day’s task,
this month’s pay, this year that never end
since planting first began

 

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