14 September 2016

The rain


The rain rains
between sky and ground,
earth submerged
under puddles,
asphalt a slick swish.

The rain rumbles
all hours — all day
and at night
wetter — colder.

Under my umbrella
my belly is cold,
no thermals between
me and the sleet
sheeting down.
I hurry shivering.

The rain rains
from sky to ground
brown pools
cover the pavement.

In them I see
the inexhaustible
brilliance of cloud.

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