wind batters the weatherboards

like fists and boots thudding.
shoulders the door
again, again. Grasps the metal roof
like fingers buried in hair, yanking
it wants scalp.

Dael Allison

http://www.dangerouslypoetic.com/jean_ringland_memorial_prize_2009.php

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Like a top that has done spinning.

Said of one who has been humbled.

" His heart went into his boots"

"A classified collection of Tamil proverbs"

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