Sunday, June 6, 2010

Post-Rain


Post-Rain

I sit
and knit
together
the tethers
of fragments
of madness
and sadness
as drops
fall
on me.

Pretty smell.
Can you tell
the rain
just came
and somehow
blades of pain
just found
rain's drink
the link
to life?

AWA Summer 2000

I wrote this poem in the summer of 2000 when I was writing quite a bit as a form of catharsis.
This one in particular has stayed with me.




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