In Praise of Rain

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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.

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“In Praise of Rain” made its first appearance in September 2014.

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43 thoughts on “In Praise of Rain

  1. Rain is so perplexing, so soothing yet at times cruel and untamed. Nevertheless, we should not be blind for the nourishment it gives.
    I liked our poem, but then again, I really like rain πŸ™‚ You made me pause and imagine its drops gently tapping on my window sill.

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  2. Best kiss ever… 1998… new girlfriend, sitting in the front entrance of a long abandoned Shinto shrine… in the woods near Arashiyama (Mt. Arashi)… watching torrential rain fall on the stone path. My umbrella didn’t open… but her heart did.

    梅槃…

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  3. I’m one who doesn’t mind standing or walking in the rain, either! … always leaving my umbrella behind! Of course, when it’s not torrential, which we so lacked this winter here, in the middle of the Mediterranean. This year we had to literally pray for rain and the dry weather took a great toll over crops, fruit and vegetables. Returning to rain in its poetical sense, thank you for reminding me how soothing rain is when its droplets, together with their sound, feel like they’re cleansing your soul πŸ™‚ Only rain but no freezing cold, though!!

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  4. I love rain (but, like you, not lightning or hail). One of my favorite quotes is by Roger Miller, I believe: “Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.” πŸ˜‰ And one of my favorite poems is “Rain” by Beatrice Goldsmith… “Said Constance, with the rain deep in her hair…” πŸ™‚

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  5. I love rain, we short bursts of rain showers here, often the sun still shines. We have had a lot of rain in Florida already this year though it is not the rainy season, all the flowers are in bloom. Thank you for the lovely post!

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  6. Rain. Perhaps, all the more precious and endearing when in spontaneous, rare occurrence(s) vs a common phenomenon. I remember as a small child, I used to think that whenever it rained, God was crying. The wonderment of rain. Your poem is brilliant! Be well

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  7. Small spatters to big drops,
    Natures nourishing tears
    A bittersweet reminder
    that small miracles exist,
    you just have to see them for what they are.

    Thanks for the like by the way and for the lovely poem. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

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