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Coping

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.
This poem appeared in The Black Unicorn by Audre Lorde, published by W. W. Norton & Company, 1978. (Available direct from W. W. Norton & Company • Also on: Amazon • Bookshop)

10.09.2026

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