To Sir Arthur Lewis – Industrialization To Invitation
Your strategy for the Caribbean……
Your strategy for the Caribbean……
Morning arises hesitantly from the sky……
You’re a narrow corridor of asphalt….
The morning was like a surfer on the sea….
The forceful wind is like a big dog……
Dawn is like an athlete with his javelin of light…..
The ruby sun has gone down in the west……
Coming from the African coast…..
Oh, your number of lines I will discuss……
You can make the figure; the heptagon…….
Are you like the six legs of an insect?…..
Oh, can I compare thee to five fingers?…..
I want to taste your rhyme ABBA…..
Quatrain, you are the basic four line form….
You are a threesome like a trinity…..
Your rhymes are alike as two peas…..
The exosphere……
Gros Piton…..
Water…..
& r……