Beautiful scarlet flash, ancestral blessings to cope with Guyana's ugliness
Beautiful Scarlet flash. Rain is drizzling. Holding the umbrella which is broken on part to protect the laptop rather than me. Pants ball up to avoid getting muddy splash.. easier to clean foot than to clean cloth at the work thing. Place grey. Bright red, scarlet flash in front of me, I feel like I could touch it. Mind shifts focus and I look. Two scarlet ibis, briefly landing in the swampy empty lot. Brief.. short. Beautiful, in the wet grey, green. Then Gone. The evening before. Sun going down. Friend visit and we talking. 'Look .. scarlet ibis" and in the eastern sky a flock of them going to the sea walls. Always up in the sky.. flashes of red in blue or dark blue sky. We talk some more and my head swings to the west. Two more flying. I have not seen any in months. Sit in the minibus. Hoping that the scarlet ibis is a sign of good things to come. Glad for the last minute work. But feeling the sadness and despair and the stress as the work connects to ...