Squalor and decadence,
the rackety global-franchise rush,
oil wars and water wars, the diatonic
crescendo of a cascading world economy
are audible in the hectic thrash
of this luxurious cadence.
[...]
The angry downpour swarms
growling to far-flung fields and farms.
The drains are still alive with trickling water
a few last drops drip from the broken gutter;
but the storm that created so much fuss
has lost interest in us.
Derek Mahon, 'The Thunder Shower', An Autumn Wind (Oldcastle: Gallery Press: 2010), 19.
