Eleven Days of Rain
Eleven days of rain
drop by drop, drizzle...
it fills our earth
floods the stream
with wide brown rippling-
pulls green plants,
and sticks like snakes rush
through currents.
Eleven days of rain.
Polished worms promenade
on the wet pavement.
Drop by drop drizzle-
step off into the soup
of our lawn
luxuriant grass grown
in sinking mud.
Eleven days of rain,
of twilight.
A brown bluejay
plucks and pulls out
a long reluctant worm.
The ground sucks my steps.
Pulls me into
as the worm
is pulled out of...
Eleven days of rain-
the darkness gulps.
November 1989 Pages from the Fountain, Fall Issue; Zander Press
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