Dark clouds rising from
The south horizon –
God must be burning down Hell
Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.
Notes to this poem…
On the ferry this morning, looking south, I saw a lot of dark clouds coming. They were coming over the horizon, though, in wispy strands rising up like smoke from the horizon, rather than from high up in the sky and looking like they were just rolling over the horizon. That was where I got the image something was burning. It being a Sunday morning, I thought about God. Then the image of getting rid of Hell for good popped into my mind, with the cloud wall being so large and ominous.
The F-series poems are part of a collection composed on my ferry rides across Halifax Harbour when the buses aren’t crossing the MacDonald bridge due to the Big Lift bridge redecking. This should keep happening until at least December 2016.