Meridian

In the burning days

Of unnatural light

I took a long drive

Into the evening

On the barracks road

past the generals' eyes

down to the seawall

where the waves stand by

The enormous lull

then the roar in the sky

and then the searchlights

over the airfield

And over the ocean

winging low

I saw the first wave

and the flares that fall

like fireflies

on the islands

In the boom and swell

from the waves to the heights

reverberations

of our old lives

Like a golden bell

that would ring through the night

and then the front moves

and we raise our eyes

in the silence of the islands