Monsoon Morning at Ketewel
by Adam Fisher

Men, skin made dark and rough
by sun and sandy grit in salty winds
that lash the ocean shore,
cigarette smoke and the aroma of coffee
circle up into a breeze blowing off the waves
under a gazebo on the bank
above the beach at Ketewel.
A fog climbs over a stone wall,
a nearby warung,
worn wooden studs, slats,
and a rusty orange tin roof.
A squall rolls in under a dark cloud,
black umbra hurling,
the distant moan of the sea
and the splashing swells,
gray water and white foam
sliding and sloshing
up and down with rolling rocks and sand,
sounds lost in the drumbeat
of the pounding rain
as a fluttering flock of swifts
rise above the silhouette
of the branches of a leafless tree
against the monsoon morning sky.


Inspired by events on Bali



 

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