ODOP: The Tornado and the Dog (7)

So latecomers can browse more easily, here’s the links in order to each part of the poem:
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4a
Part 4b
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7


The rage of devils has an end—
the dazed state after blind fury
is strangely gentle.

Not regretful. But gentle,
weirdly and whooshingly wise,
generous in exhaustion.

Spent, it uncoiled,
surveying its own damage.
Sighed. Disburdened itself
of desks and cars and flutter-things.

Found its foe—crooned a salute, gently—
and laid him down hairless.

Copyright 2010 Jobey George


1 Comment »

  1. Lelo said

    Wow, I *really* like this one. “Really” as in “highly,” not “actually.” But actually, too.

    The mood switches from strained to contemplative to engulfing, just like a tornado, without seeming jumpy.

    Was it just me, or was there a subliminal wedding dress in part 4b? I think it was “white/. . . train.” A perfect image, present for a fleeting instant and then swept away, like, well, a tornado again.

    Lelo is lost for further words. Beautifully done!

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