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Hurricane Season
John Hennessy
Those red and yellow windbreakers signal
how little time's left for spending
and selling; signing sleeves unravel
as fast as hands pull wallets from pockets
or unstitch sow's-ear purses. Something
sharper than hunger's razor divides
the boardwalk crowds confined to land,
demands the shucking of so many buckets
of mussels and steamers, sweet corn roasted
on oil-drum fires, consumes all the candy-
and caramel-coated apples hawked
by women walking carts back and forth,
and so thoroughly2 strips shops and stands
of totems(图腾) to guard against a winter's worth
of curses: flip-flops, boogie boards,
shells children must have painted. And one
surfers in wet suits saddling the chop,
circling his shoulders with sea grass,
shock cords, the seeds of strange ideas
we scratch through muddied sets severs
connections, and we disappear behind darker
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