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Posted by Ewan on October 11, 2008 - 10:23
from the ABC set

There are winds,
howling like dogs; though the beige sun is out.
Roof tiles fall,
spatchcocked in the streets between the potholes.
Rain's coming
louring clouds threaten the craven sunlight.
The trees bend;
they'll break today; branches stolen by gale force
will sail down
flooded arroyos to inappropriate streets.

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Comments

Bradene | October 11, 2008 - 10:55

That sounds like a familiar weather forecast! Loved 'spatchcocked in the streets between the potholes' enjoyed. Val

chuck | October 11, 2008 - 13:43

Yes....nasty thunder storms I hear. I'm taking a personal interest in Spanish weather at the moment.

tcook | October 13, 2008 - 10:05

I'm not sure that 'spatchcock' is the word you want.

When a chicken is 'spatchcocked' it is cut down its backbone so that it can be spread out flat and cooked in one piece on a griddle or barbecue. I don't quite see how a roof tile can be opened out in this sense.

Ewan | October 13, 2008 - 10:11

Maybe if I said ridge tile, if you've got one spare drop it.