Kit Kelen #760 - two rain related pieces

760

two rain related pieces

1

remonstrance with a sky

and you call yourself heaven?

to rain

would be the decent thing

one reasons with a sky

hoop holler for it

till blue

pray

and bluer

yet

and dance

so up insists

its true is pure

and in the not-so-noiseless bush

cicadas dust dry deafen

hell hasn't frozen

it's all boiled off

and we're still waiting

waiting for the rain

2

drizzle into

there ought to be a word

for the beginning of the rain

lovely when we wake to it

still wondering for luck, wide-eyed

and grey all up

scan for a body of water

a puddle where like might meet

and not mosquito larvae

but something falling now

see lemon leaf waxed to grip

a game

like ping pong

on your stiff felt hat

daring these first attempts

to meet a roof in dust

that rain's a little pinkie run

to shelf and show disdain

yet to hear the echo tank

on not-a-solar day

but hush!

it is among trees now

late-Victorian elf about

and Hanrahan portending

gladsome!

look to it!

from somewhere

whether tears or sweat or

just cicada urination

brings a breeze

greys out the overarching

the rain begins in a faraway land

now we're across the border

you wouldn't know the place

it's all lull

and picks up

then forgets what clouds were for

not a lick but travel

and it might yet come again

cobwebs hold it for a bit

steadies on after a while

and we're in it then

the actual

that soaks the page

so you can't write

but stand under an awning

now

listening in the stuff

tries plainsong

and we hum along

having prayed for this

whose joints know of its coming

make sprinkle biblical

from dust to mud

in days of it

I have dreamt a place like this

never knowing which way

piano goes

but you can still

tinkle it round

till tune

let us not mistake

the roof drip rhythm

or second fall from

wind-shook tree

it has been spoken to us

told

noted

and

we'd like it untold today

for the rain that comes from nowhere

never quite gets going

it goes to mist and comes again

all shout out for heaven

is that the lot?

that's all you've got?

so you put on a load of washing

and some sun

takes it all away