Blues Sonnet for the Bahamas, 1929
The hurricane of 1929 -
That massive killer storm of ’29 -
Came when boats sailed, thinking the weather fine.
The storm came violent as a warrior -
Crept up in silence, struck like a warrior
The Ethel, Myrtle and Pretoria.
The three were bound for Andros, two escaped -
The Ethel and the Myrtle, they escaped -
But 27 drowned when the sea’s mouth gaped.
The storm sat over Nassau for three days -
It killed a hundred, sitting for three days -
Three quarters of all houses just erased.
Bahamians now don’t know what happened then…
They just sing ‘Run Come See Jerusalem’.
If you have any thoughts on this poem, Robin Helweg-Larsen
would be pleased to hear them.