In Praise of Rain
Which is not to say lightning or hail.
Sometimes I forget to open the umbrella
until my glasses remind me: Wake up, you’re
wet! If scarcity breeds
value, what is a thunderhead worth
in July? A light shower in August?
Even spreadsheets can’t tell us.
I love this! Keep it up!
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Thank you. I’ll try.
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Gotta love the rain (I’m in Seattle)!
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I’m not sure my love extends to that much rain! 🙂
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It’s not as much as outsiders think–and, do you remember the Perry Como song, “The Bluest Skies You’ve Ever Seen Are In Seattle”…..? (I think it was Perry, I could be mistaken..)
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Actually, I remember it from the 60s tv series “Here Come the Brides.” Now I feel ancient.
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I like this, especially those last 4 lines–no way to measure the value. We got some slight rain here in northern CA, several days ago–what a thrill!
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Some things can’t be quantified, yet it seems we’re being pushed to quantify everything (at least in my work field). We had rain here in Central Texas last week. It was lovely!
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We get tons of rain in Britain, but in July it was hot and dry for weeks and my garden was sooo thirsty..I was really wanting rain and one day the heat broke and it rained. It was a relief! Usually us Brits are tired of rain!
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Here in Texas we use the alternate spelling for relief: R A I N. 🙂
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The rain is the reason we’re alive.
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And when it doesn’t come, we certainly feel it!
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Delightful, Bob! But what is rain?
Ron
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I hear it’s wet. But I’m frequently wrong.
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That’s is Calabar for you with precision.
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Perhaps one day I’ll be able to visit Calabar and experience it for myself!
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Love raIn. Wonderful photo, wonderful poem.
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Yes, rain provides so much. Thank you. I wish I could claim having taken the photos, but they’re from morguefile.com
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Pithy and poignant, i like this very much
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Thanks, John.
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Some hope for the journey.
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Yes, thank you.
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I think a spreadsheet could be used to estimate its value- variables being water source, distance to water source, period in drought, El Niño approach, climate change policy or lack thereof in the region, degree of wastage in domestic/industrial/agricultural use, quantity exported/imported inherent in agriculture and manufacturing and production of services etc…then once you work out its value, multiply by infinity. Nice poem!
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Perhaps I’ll try. Ha! Thank you.
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Mmmm, what is that first fat drop on cracked drought-stricken soil worth?
I love the rain because it means I have a legitimate excuse to stay inside. I love the rainy season, just about monsoonal here. Thunderstorms every night.
I just don’t like getting wet.
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Ah, petrichor! Nothing like it.
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This is precisely the succinct type of poetry-writing I aspire to. Love it. Great job.
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Thank you for your kind words!
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120 likes are well deserved! You write with gentle beauty, or as cummings put it: “Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands.”
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I appreciate your kindness. That Cummings poem has some wonderful lines: “…as when the heart of this flower imagines / the snow carefully everywhere descending.” Thank you for reminding me of it.
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I got to your blog through your like left to one of my posts, which I thank you for.
Liked the poem, its philosophical simplicity made me think of a haiku, while at the same time it has the tone of a casual chat between people who briefly meet and do the most British thing of all: talk about the weather!
As a Romanian living for three years in the UK; I have enjoyed this summer the most: hot, dry, sunny. But now even I start missing rain and the overwhelming embrace of autumn.
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I appreciate your visit and comments. Thank you.
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You’ve approached this from a novel angle – nice work.
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Thanks, Mike.
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Delightful!
(Spreadsheets never could tell me anything anyhow. Nice to see it in poetry.)
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Thank you. Spreadsheets can be useful, but they seldom tell the entire story.
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Wow…I love this poems…and the images too…good Job Robert…keep it up…
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Thank you, Abby.
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It’s pouring here right now. Perfect timing that I happened upon this.
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Timing is everything…
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Scarcity does breed value, what a lovely way of putting it. As another Pacific Northwesterner, I feel the same but about clear skies!
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I love gloomy, overcast days, but probably because they’re limited around here. Dunno how I’d feel about a majority of days without sun.
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Lovely title, refreshing and nice poem! 🙂 Kind regards,Iris
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Thank you, Iris.
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I walked miles in pouring rain because of my addiction to drugs. I’ve been clean for over four years. Now when I see rain sometime I praise in tears of gratitude remembering where I come from. Thanks for reminding me how spiritual rain is.
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Thank you, Vernon. And congratulations on four years!
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This one steals up on you, makes me smile with pleasure. Beautiful economy (no pun intended) with the words.
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It was an enjoyable exercise in brevity. Thank you!
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We are all water at the heart of our very being, and rain seems to me to be the most majestic example of the element.
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You’ll find no argument here.
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Lovely 🙂
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Thank you, Dana.
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Your like has kept my spirits high. And not to mention the wonderful musings which have made my mind muse further. Thanks for Letting me stumble upon your Paradise of a blog.
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Let’s keep musing along!
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Wonderful photos accompany a witty poem! 😀
Thank you for visiting my blog: Community Hub (Canvas Alcove forums) and liking my most recent post “A Poem’s Identity….”!!
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Thanks very much!
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You are the author of these enlightening poems? I’m impressed! You have talent… Keep on writing. I wanna read more!
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Thank you. Keep on reading!
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If rain was traded as a commodity, would weather forecasters be insider traders?
Sweet poetry. Thanks for sharing it with us.
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But they’re so frequently wrong! 🙂
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Love this poem, really well done, full of meaning, keep it up 🙂
Best wishes,
Alice
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Thank you. The rain speaks…
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Makes you want to go run through some light showers.
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My present situation requires a languid limp, but I agree!
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I’m a fan of snow, too. We don’t get enough of it here in Seoul, and when it rains–which is mainly in monsoon season, it literally does POUR–although, as in many places, we’ve been getting less rain lately. Why am I saying “we”? I’m not even Korean! Clearly, I’ve been here too long. Thanks for the wonderful poem, and for liking my blog post.
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I like the idea of snow, but I’d probably reconsider if we actually got any.
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Perhaps one day it will rain here!
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Oh, beautiful!
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Thank you. You’re very kind.
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