Visual surprise is natural in the Caribbean; it comes with the landscape, and faced with its beauty, the sigh of History dissolves.
She's a rare vase, out of a cat's reach, on its shelf.
You can't write drunk.
When poems are no good they don't make any sense.
Damn wind shift sudden as a woman mind.
Love After Love all your life, whom you have ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.