Tuesday 23 April 2013

Day 295: April Showers Misery


Damn rainy days in the midst of sunny ones. It's always a shock, always disheartening

Especially if you equate the rain with other things like Jack Gilbert does here - other things like misery and despair and the terrible lack of joy that comes from missing someone.


Rain - Jack Gilbert

Suddenly this defeat.
This rain.
The blues gone gray
and the browns gone gray
and yellow
a terrible amber.
In the cold streets
your warm body.
In whatever room
your warm body.
Among all the people
your absence.
The people who are always
not you.

I have been easy with trees
too long.
Too familiar with mountains.
Joy has been a habit.
this rain.

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