KA Rees #61 - Anatomy of a raindrop

Anatomy of a raindrop

Half light has fallen into dust

like half of a broken haiku, what

use hawk eyes, dust and fire and fine

ash mix, there is a meeting of

air masses, like a revolt

of shareholders taking a chunk

out of executive bonuses. Light forks

dance, molecules of rain fall

but don’t drop—they’re shaped

like the top of a burger bun—they coalesce,

bond together. Shake down the sky.