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Anguilla Honeymoon

by Chris Sorrenti


come...

let’s run naked
in the salt licked surf
make lemon scented love with me
on warm powder sand
pounded by the Caribbean
for centuries on end
knowing someday
we would land here


© 1984

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10/18/2013

Author's Note: Anguilla (/æŋˈɡwɪlə/ ang-GWIL-ə) is a British territory in the Caribbean. It is one of the most northerly of the Leeward Islands in the Lesser Antilles, lying east of Puerto Rico and the Virgin Islands and directly north of Saint Martin. The territory consists of the main island of Anguilla itself, approximately 16 miles (26 km) long by 3 miles (5 km) wide at its widest point, together with a number of much smaller islands and cays with no permanent population. Written for friends at the time, who were married here in Ottawa and honeymooned there. Inspired by a slide show of their visit. The poem takes place on one of the smaller unpopulated islands of this group. An earlier incarnation of this poem was published in the Whistler Times community newspaper, British Columbia, Canada (1985), and in 1986 by The World of Poetry (vanity) Press in California.

Posted on 10/18/2013
Copyright © 2020 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/19/13 at 03:05 PM

Moving from present to past and back - I love the idea of the sand being prepared over time for this moment. So unique, simple, beautiful.

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