visiting hectorCherie Barford
the whales arrived
when mangoes
fully ripe and luscious
were being plucked
and savoured
dragged behind teeth
swilled over tongues
then sucked to the stones
which were spat out
to the ever hungry dogs
and when they left
the heavens swelled
with stars and storms
potent as frocked priests
in an annual pageant
heralding change
and a season as hectic
as a bite from the jersey snake
there’s no serum
nature has to run her course
so locals say
leave the snakes alone
if you kill one
it’ll bring bad weather
and that’s what happened
when a snorkler struck a snake
in the summer of '93
celestial chaos
transported a crocodile
a salt water youngster
from the solomons
to the loyalty islands
he was found by men
casting fishing nets
in a just-settled bay
surrounded
captured
dungeoned
in the shower cubicle
of a lady whose son
was the same size
as the castaway
that's where i found him
alone
in a locked room
fed fish and crab meat
bonsaied by captivity
parted from the ocean
for eleven years
i cried real tears
for this crocodile
climbed broken stairs
to peer down at him
through a narrow window
children laughed at my face
hitching a ride
out of the village
on the back of a pickup
laden with timber
i asked in broken french
if hector was happy
if they'd let him go
everyone smiled
talked about music
invited me to a concert
in the evening
i guzzled wine and olives
watched the darkening surf
pound the horizon
to a fine black spear
realised i was an interloper
without totem or clan
and like summer storms
will come and go
but in these islands
there are eletoks
the sons of lizards
and like hector
they will remain
au revoir hector
j'ouvre la fenêtre
et je nage pour toi
dans la mer
goodbye hector
I open the window
and swim for you
in the sea
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