ON THE PACIFIC RIM
All of a sudden, the earth was frozen.
The very emblem - the solid rock,
like a crust over a fluid
had moved overnight beneath our feet.
After the battering waves, black boiling water
seeped through the seabed opened cracks.
But now, all was strangely still.
The shore was strewn with debris of wrecked boats,
housetops lay tossed over huge rocks;
Uprooted trees, soggy seaweed,
dead animals covered the beaches.
The violent earth had been given little warning.
The first shocks had turned into curious twisting
movement,
the ground opened and than soon closed again - as on
a tomb...
Altin Topi Spring 1996
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