I
this is the song
of my islands
pleasure house of venal gods
stomping ground of gangsters
house of the somnambulists
this is the wail
of my islands
these atrophied islands
slave blood and crab shit
mingled and smelling
on the dock side—
my islands
my sacred and
sacrilegious place
of being,
of self and
self de-selftion
my I-lands,
place of the pink sand
and dead smugglers
place of picky heads
and fat Bay Street bosses
a song of my islands
a whale
a dead seal scrolling
a search for a shack
in the middle
of the bushes
a quest for names
we like more
God’s blue eye
seeing us
struggle
seeing us
trying
to
remake
ourselves
again.
This is the song
of my drylands
paradise for
plantation
bullet for
bottle
hamburger for
hominy
.
.
.
II
this is the wail
for my I-lands
mangrove and marsh
lake and swamp
pine forest and coppice
this is the song
for my drylands
army of lizards
battalion of stray dogs
palace of termites
guerrilla racoons
.
.
.
III
one hundred years ago
from this spot
a painter with a poet’s name
caught a coconut frond
in the wind and
brushed the white lighthouse
ebony Apollos,
romantic savages,
flexed and fished
on his canvases
while darkie boys
dove for coins and
ran races for
white bosses
now the lighthouse is
red and white, but
from this spot the
wind still holds
the coconut frond
between its thumb and
forefinger
and cruise ships
pass between the tree and
the lighthouse, depositing
pale discoverers
all in search of Eden,
a smiling mammy or
black cockslinger
.
.
.
IV
this is the wail
of my islands
these atrophied islands
God’s blue eye
seeing us
struggle
seeing us
trying
to
remake
ourselves
again.
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Reprinted with permission from Ian Strachan’s Silk Cotton Soul (Cerasee Books, 2006)Ian Gregory Strachan is the author of several plays, including No Seeds in Babylon, Fatal Passage, and Diary of Souls. His other works include the novel God’s Angry Babies, the academic treatise Paradise and Plantation: Tourism and Culture in the Anglophone Caribbean, and the documentary Show Me Your Motion.
Lynn Sweeting
Delightfully disturbing!