Rain, Francis Ponge, 'a concert without monotony, and not without a certain delicacy.'
The Frog, Francis Ponge, 'the rain, in delicate aglets, rebounds on the wet fields'
It rained last night, Isabella Gardner, 'the air is wild/with the scents of thyme and fern'
Fall Rain, Robert Bly, 'Now the sound of the geese is heard.'
A Rain of Rites, Jayanta Mahapatra, 'the rain I have known and traded all this life/Is thrown like kelp on the beach.'
Rain the Rememberer, Carol Oles, 'Rain retells every sad story/you thought you could bury.'
Postcards to the Rain God (11), Sean O'Brien, 'You sit in your shed in the rain. In its peppercorn racket...'
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