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One Almost

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on November 16, 2017| Leave a Comment »

 

 

 

writing a letter on a leaf

and throwing it to the wind—

all day it smells like rain

 

 

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One Willingness

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on July 16, 2017| Leave a Comment »

 

 

darkening sky—

packing up the tent

and driving straight toward the rain

 

 

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Sometimes After a Drought

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on October 25, 2016| Leave a Comment »

 

 

 

the way the rain

soaked the earth last night—

not because the earth deserved it

but because it could not help but rain—

that’s how love arrives

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One Inner Desert

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on September 20, 2016| Leave a Comment »

 

 

thick with rain

this afternoon and still

the thirstiest parts of me

shriveled

longing to be drenched

 

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While Running on the Dirt Road

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on August 7, 2016| 1 Comment »

 

 

Love reign o’er me, rain on me, rain on me.

—Pete Townshend

 

 

And it does rain, not just a sprinkle

but sheets of rain, pelting rain,

a punishing, unapologetic rain,

and I huddle beneath the thin shelter

where some government agency

must have once thought a map should be.

But there is no map. The metaphor

is not lost on me. I watch the rain

turn to hail. It makes an angry music

on the metal roof as it covers the dirt

with white.

 

We who pray for rain do not pray

for it to be like this—we imagine

perhaps something tender, something soft,

something gentle like the voice of a lover,

like the hum that wraps us when words

are lost inside kisses. But rain, like love,

rules us in ways we could never predict.

 

The road is no longer dusty nor dry,

and after twenty minutes I leave my thin canopy

and run into the drizzle. Everywhere is puddle,

a playground for those who are fond

of such play. I play. The sky is gray

and rumbles as if to say it will do

as it damn well wants. The rain

is cool, and my body churns until

my skin is hot again, so hot that when

the rain comes down hard again

this time I do not hide.

 

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One Path Toward Happiness

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on October 26, 2015| 1 Comment »

learning to choose rain—

not because I want rain

but because it’s raining

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On a Rainy, Rainy Night

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on October 22, 2015| 1 Comment »

this heart a wilted flower

trying to pretend

it doesn’t need the rain

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A Strange Knowing

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on May 26, 2015| 5 Comments »

It is not only that the desert longs for water.
Of course the water longs for desert, too.
Any raindrop can fall and get lost in an ocean,
but to fall where it’s parched, where just
the smallest amount of wet can launch a hundred
hundred blooms, can set ten thousand thousand
seeds into frothy flight, oh. Now that is something
worth falling for. No imaginary desert. The real thing,
all prickle and spine and thorn and barb.
And the petals after. The heat can spend months
holding off just the briefest sprinkle. But then
no one said it was going to be easy, this going
where we’re needed most. Patience is the marriage
of sweetness and sting. To bring life one must also be alive.

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Time to Step Out

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on May 24, 2015| 1 Comment »

Inside me, the rain
is washing away
the hardened clay
of my former lives—
all those statues
that others and I
have built, see
how they erode.
Not all art endures.
The rain is blameless.
I saw a man
who’d been wrung
by storm, his eyes
as clear as rain,
his arms as open
as wind, his body
one grief and one joy.
I have spent
too much time
avoiding the rain.
I asked the man
how it felt
to be so wrung.
He said to me,
free.

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But I Can Taste It

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on March 13, 2015| 1 Comment »

in the night air
scent of rain
that does not fall—
sometimes in the kitchen
scent of tenderness

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Done with Misty

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on July 28, 2014| 1 Comment »

This is the way
I want to sing,
the way rain does
as it pummels the house,
scouring the gutters—
no way to ignore it
as it batters the rooftop,
the windows, the porch.

I want to sing
that ferocious, that
untamable, true as rain
which touches everything, everything,
even reaches inside
with its deep gray scent,

O great tides of it
changing the landscape,
rearranging the hillsides,
finding the roots—
a song of change right now
and change sure to come.

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Walking on the Road

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on July 16, 2014| 2 Comments »

rain comes at last
and wrings the air clean
and every green thing greens—
so little of what I do
is important

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After the Flash Flood

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on September 11, 2013| 1 Comment »

Like quiet rain falling for days,
that is how I want to love you.

So that no part of you goes
untouched. The rain softens

everything, brings out luster and hue
in even the dullest gray stone, and with

the tiniest bit of light, the rain turns
the whole world to shine. So quiet

you almost don’t even notice,
but there it is, everywhere you are.

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drought

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on November 5, 2012| 2 Comments »

not for days
not for weeks
not for years
has rained
oh the dust
the dust
on everything
that leaf
that stone
this heart
what just one rain
would do,
I think
knowing
even as
I shake
my hands
at the sky
that I
am
the rain

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As In All Things

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on August 26, 2012| 3 Comments »

Rain in our hair and rain
in our hands, rain on our
cheeks and rain in our lashes,
our pockets, our plans.
The rain, how it rains, how
we forget how we longed
to be dry. How we tiptoed
around the puddle. How
we huddled beneath the tree.
How we tried so hard not
to be what now feels so wetly fine.
Rain harder, rain, there is still
too much of me that tries to hide.

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Camping in the Monsoon Tanka

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on July 18, 2012| 3 Comments »

wet hair,
wet dress, wet feet
wet eyes
across the field
blue sky

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Five Haiku as the Rain Finally Returns

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on July 10, 2012| 3 Comments »

in the downpour
no distance at all
between laughter and water

*

all mud
the boy asks me
hug?

*

your words
the moment leaps
its banks

*

incessant rain
these lips still
so thirsty

*

scent of rain,
want of rain, every poem
a praise poem

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Not a Test, a Practice (another transformation 84)

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on January 2, 2012| 1 Comment »

the day
I told God
I learned

how to find
happiness
on the inside

God sent me
sixty days of rain
just to see

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