Sunday, November 19, 2017

Kit Kelen #687 - so the rain's created


687
so the rain's created

and a roof's to hear it fall
it's out of nothing cloud

well within this
thought extols
and memory

as of a cloudless blue
then come horizon
herring knit
or just a little anvil floats
till archipelago

see out a window fogged
each third leaf atwitch with it
then every one
and all

how the aching joints foretold!

the rain arrives
sometimes from a season's want
and feels a way at first

as if below there must be Earth
the planet of sweet rain!

you could rot from it
or rise up singing

the rain calls
just for a minute
you might have missed
there isn't a card on the tray

though ink outside
is one drop blurred
already dry

it's not just the one instrument

the rain has come
it syncopates
makes anarchy of rhythm

it has fallen
no one heard it
no one saw
it was out of the dream

now we're shone

how we reach into the rain
and lift
green
for a sun
to know

as if below there must be Earth
the planet of sweet rain!

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