I
like to stand
outside
in the rain
without
a coat
let
it trickle
down
my skin
all
the way to the street
where
it curls up
in
silver drops
at
my toes
like
mercury
from
a broken thermometer
pools
around my legs
and
tickles electricity
through
my lips and nose
till
my float valve detects a flood
it's
okay to forget the umbrella
yeah,
even the new red one
you
gave me on my birthday
because
they say
there's
100% chance
of
precipitation
Tess Kincaid
September 2011
Listen to this sexy reading by R.A.D. Stainforth:
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ReplyDeletemade me imagine how the rain falls down from the nose to the legs... Kind of sexy for me... LOL!
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z
I like your float valve and red umbrella! (And the "inject a few raisins of conversation" invite.)
ReplyDeleteOH this one is perfection...I love the rain, often running out in the field at night just to get wet ;)
ReplyDeleteThis photo reminds me of one of my favorite music videos of all time - Madonna's "Frozen". Filmed all in blue/black, with ravens and black dogs of war, and wind and rain and long black hair and clothing.
ReplyDeleteit's a good day to be a chicky
ReplyDeleteyellow sort of clashes with red anyway
[how it remembers me that jesus & mary chain's song:
ReplyDelete«and if i tell you something
you take me back to nothing
i'm on the edge of something
(...)
and i'm happy when it rains»
just standing outside, in the rain...]
Great Hug,
LB
love your take.
ReplyDeleteamazing take.
PS: Tess, can you delete my entry named
Norning, it meant to be M-orning, not Norning...I linked in using a title.
thanks.
Tess you write with an intimacy that has me taking things personally. Masterful, that.
ReplyDeleteNice! The coloring in the prompt does, indeed, remind me of mercury.
ReplyDeleteLove this!
ReplyDeleteThat's tuff, Tess! Love it!
ReplyDelete100% delicious!
ReplyDeleteFireblossom, I haven't heard "tuff" since high school. I must start using it again...giggle...tuff...
ReplyDeleteAmazing Tess, the poetry, the image, the reading!
ReplyDeletexoxo
Karena
Art by Karena
I love this one. Beautiful.
ReplyDeletelove it,
ReplyDeletewet and romantic imagery.
I like how you drop something as unsexy as a "float valve" into the middle of this romance.
ReplyDeleteOh, yes, indeed.
ReplyDeleteBear likes to stand out in the rain. Then give myself a great shake, and move on.
Beautiful poem, too.
This hit a nerve: 'tickles electricity
ReplyDeletethrough my lips and nose' and I agree about the float valve! haha!
love the image of mercury pooling around my legs - powerful imagery
ReplyDeleteAnd humor to go along with it!
ReplyDeleteThanks-
Sweet! Have always loved standing in the rain... waiting for that feeling when it 'tickles electricity through my lips and nose'. Such a sensuous piece, nice play.
ReplyDeleteYup. This one's a keeper too. I can't wait for your chapbook to arrive!
ReplyDeleteI like the first two verses in particular, Tess.
ReplyDeleteKay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel
Wonderful… I’m waiting for the next rain… Love the imagery, both shown and created by your words.
ReplyDeleteYou love the rain well...
ReplyDelete:-)
So refreshing... I like the Mercury thermometer metaphor.
ReplyDeleteSkin-tingling writing!
ReplyDeleteYou are one clever lady Tess Kinkaid
ReplyDelete"where it curls up in silver drops at my toes like mercury from a broken thermometer"
Brilliant.
PS: I am having a wonderful time reading Patina. Beautiful simply beautiful collection.
Very refreshing poem. I never carry an umbrella. I'd rather run....fast!
ReplyDeletei like this image but i especially like the crow in the rain. he;s got lots to say!!! steven
ReplyDeleteLike very much.
ReplyDeleteWhere ever did you find this photo? Or did you take it? I love the addition of the red umbrella ...
ReplyDeleteIt's raining here now. Love everything about it...the smell, the sound, the way it makes the air feel. Yesterday, I looked out and thought...what a nice, dreary day.
ReplyDeleteSo visual, so sensual..it really flows....lovely.
ReplyDeleteI'm your bemused spectator in this scene, Tess. Love love!
ReplyDeleteI would want to summon
ReplyDeleteA magic carpet to hover overhead
To keep the rain off
Would have thrown
A coat upon the ground
For you to walk on
As you make your way
To a standing room only
Concert hall
Where your poems will be read...
Thank you, Owen...this is lovely...
ReplyDeleteGreat photo to go with! I love walking out in the rain, too.
ReplyDeletenice tess...this has a great feel to it..i like playing in the rain and if it pools at my feet i have somewhere to jump...smiles.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous! Love the umbrella part.;)
ReplyDeleteLovely stuff, beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Fabulous Tess - I think you should leave your beautiful red umbrella in the sun
ReplyDeleteMarvelous, and wonderful reading too. I am so totally delighted by your bringing in the red umbrella here. It expands the sense of community....all of us carrying these images inside our heads forever!
ReplyDeleteThe problem with being late to the party and reading your beautiful poems is that everyone else has already used up all the superlatives! This, to me, was a very thought provoking poem since I am somehow unsure of whether it makes me sad or hopeful. Apart from that I can only chime in on what everyone else has already said: Amazing, like, beautiful, etc. etc.
ReplyDeleteI like this very much. There's such freedom of spirit in it.
ReplyDeleteTess,
ReplyDeleteIt's a slow and sensuous progress slipping by the side! How nice!
Hank
I like the feeling in this...the freedom...great job!!
ReplyDeleteah, I enjoy a good rain too
ReplyDeletenice Tess
Oh do I love this? Yes, yes I do! Yes! Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteI had been walking in the rain before I recorded this ... a warm rain, with promise of a fine twilight, and a misty morning ... a glass of whisky, a cigarette ... I took a breath and I was ready to go ... I repeat my assertion, given elsewhere, that you are the 21st century Emily Dickinson, Tess ...
ReplyDeleteMercury pooling up sounds quite ominous...a human thermometer perhaps. I have to read again.
ReplyDeleteHaven't received my copy of Patina. Emailed Finishing Line. No reply yet. I'll follow up, anxious to read it.
R.A.D., I blush...thank you for the charming manly ambiance you lend to my words...
ReplyDeleteTess, we could all do with a charming manly ambulance at our age ... you meant ambience ... even that looks wrong ... ambient ... ambulent ... amulet ... ambient snacking units are the next big thing in supermarkets, so I'm told ... a cabinet full of snacks that can be wheeled around the supermarket to make people buy the stuff ...
ReplyDeleteI do hope this is included in your next book of poems!:)
ReplyDeleteR.A.D., "amulet" fits nicely, too, since you add plenty of charm to Willow Manor...x
ReplyDeleteTess - I absolutely love this piece. It really feels very personal. Kristen
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of silver drops curling up at your toes, like mercury.
ReplyDeleteRed umbrella and float valve bring energy to this finely tuned atmospheric piece!
ReplyDeleteDear Tess: I'd forget the red umbrella too if there were 100 percent chance of precipitation! Mercury's sizzling tonight! And how does one get a sexy voice like R.A.D. Stainforth?
ReplyDeleteChicco, my guess is, that for one to get a sexy voice like Stainforth, one must be sexy...
ReplyDeleteThe 'she' of the poem likes rain on her skin and maybe a few other sensuous precipitations.
ReplyDeleteI love it! And his voice is perfect for it!
ReplyDeleteand ... Yay mercury it out of retrograde! :)
Perfectly beautiful! I was touched by the poem and enjoyed the photos.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful. I did so enjoy it. I found it not just quietly amusing, but laid-back and slightly teasing. Above all, it's memorable.
ReplyDeleteAlmost like a soft song playing the background.... sensuous.
ReplyDeleteWhat can I say. I have said it all before. Brilliant.
ReplyDeleteWonderful.
ReplyDeleteIt is interesting to read all the different interpretations of this picture Tess - I particularly like yours.
ReplyDeleteLove this. I could really feel the rain.
ReplyDeletei love the way you've written bout raindrops trickling down your skin to the street.
ReplyDelete*superlike*
/pools around my legs/
ReplyDeleteand tickles electricity/
through my lips and nose/
damn lady, you do take the
pleasure of rain, and blend
it with your passionate approval,
and inject it with a Kincaid heat
that nearly enflames the page;
great poem. Although it is a
terrific compliment to be compared
to Emily Dickinson, her life was
too repressed to compete with the
beats of ardor you drop on us,
share with us, as you stand drenched
in the downpour, hands full of hot
earth, radiating volts of poetry.
Cool!
ReplyDeleteJust today I was saying "If Mercury is not in retrograde, what can I blame all this sh*t on?!"
ReplyDeleteLove each word, Tess... and love what this image prompt brought out in me.
THANK YOU for giving this gift to me (and everyone) today.
Lashing loveliness!
ReplyDelete
ReplyDeleteWuuuunderful, Tess.
As always.
But I hate the echo.
I think I ended up writing about her... the one in the poem. :) Beautiful poem...
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Arnab Majumdar on SribbleFest.com
Echo?
ReplyDeletethis made all the rain we had the last 8 days tolerable! I'm looking at it in a whole new light and may just leave my umbrella home for the next one! Great write :)
ReplyDeleteTess,
ReplyDeletethe scene would be perfect if only Fred Astaire were there and you were singing in the rain.
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Brilliant. All of it!
ReplyDeleteI can certainly identify with your take on this as yesterday we had a wild thunderstorm in Melbourne, which dumped 48 mm of water on us, making it the wettest September day in 100 years.
ReplyDeletehttp://au.news.yahoo.com/vic/latest/a/-/article/10363285/melbourne-soaked-by-monster-storm/
I got caught out in the rain and after getting wet simply enjoyed it!
excellent post - quite droll.
ReplyDeletelike the little girl said: why doesn't God just keep the old people
instead of always making new ones:}
cool blog.
A wonderful, sensual delight, with or without Mr. Stainforth's sexy voice (but his reading is gorgeous). Thank you.
ReplyDeleteTess, this is so melodic ... somewhat melancholic and sentimental. QuitelLovely really.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant words/poem again, Willow/Tess. Love this man's reading of it too. Perfect. how did you get him to do that? Fun. Also, REALLY love the vintage video. fits so well with your upcoming vintage ball. ..
ReplyDeletemakes me wonder if there isn't a way you couldn't do a black and white flickering video with vintage music to introduce the ball this year?
WEll done!
For some reason I am just finding this one. Marvelous!
ReplyDeleteGentle readers, your kind and generous comments keep my muse happy...she thanks you...and so do I.
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