10 SEPTEMBER GRAPES OF WRATH
IN THE MIGRANT CAMP ON THE MAGIC ISLE OF LESBOS
MOST OF THE DAY’S SPENT QUEUING FOR MEAGRE RATIONS
‘TIME IT TAKES WE COULD HAVE LEARNED A NEW LANGUAGE’
DOWN THE TOWN
THERE ARE FISH TO FRY AND OOZOS OF GREEK HOSPITALITY
AS TOURISTS AND RESIDENTS WARM TO EACH OTHER
FIRES WERE STARTED
WHEN SOME MIGRANTS WERE QUARANTINED WITH COVID
TESTING POSITIVE MUST HAVE RAISED THE TEMPERATURE OF THEIR DESPERATION
NOW THE MESS THEY’RE LIVING IN IS PURE DESOLATION
SMOKE FROM WILDFIRES DRIFTS THROUGH THE VINEYARDS OF CALIFORNIA
WITHOUT INSURANCE DESPITE THE WORDING
MIGRANT GRAPE
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HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO CARRY ON EARNING
NEVER MIND THE BURNING
THAT WEARS THEM DOWN AS MUCH AS MALNUTRITION
LEAVING THEM MORE EXPOSED TO CORONAVIRUS
WISHING THIS HEAT COULD BE HARNESSED INSTEAD OF THREATENING HUMANITY YOURS TRULY THE NEWS POET
