All doors open to the wind, the body’s hinges unloosed at the very last: derecho.---From Derecho Ghazal by Luisa A. Igloria, Via Negativa, 07-02-12
Derecho! No a mano, ni izquierda! Derecho.*
It is easy driving at that point of no return.
Go right straight into the night. No rights,
nor lefts, it is a one-way boulevard-–it ends.
When it does end, the end becomes a start
of a shadow life–-remembrances, memories.
They are all there is–they are highways
through doors that do not open anymore.
–Albert B. Casuga
*Straight ahead, no rights, nor lefts. Go straight.
Shelf cloud from the developing derecho in Chicago on June 29, 2012.
Image Credit: NWS Meteorologist Samuel Shea