By Jill McCabe Johnson
Sky eddies swirl like the spinning dolphin
mad for his lover who watches in awe.
The tempest froths my surface skins,
and sprays torrents for Wind to scatter
into the puckered day.
Tomorrow the drifties.
“Day Cyclone” comes from a series of poems entitled “Diary of the One Swelling Sea.” In these persona poems, I imagined what the sea might say if he kept a journal. Each poem begins with the word “Day” to indicate the daily entries in his journal.
Copyright Johnson 2012