After The Earthquake Poem by June Stepansky
After The Earthquake
AFTER THE EARTHQUAKE
I walk gingerly upon the earth
where once my steps were firm.
I notice overpasses,
underpasses, skylights,
that once barely impinged
upon my consciousness.
I start at every sound,
my pounding heart
shifting into a mode
of flight or fight.
I have always known that
I lived in earthquake country,
but I knew it with my head,
not my heart!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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