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| Musician in the Rain, Robert Doisneau |
Our ritual forecast:
clouds in northern parts
discussed a dozen charming ways.
I tell you nonchalantly
how windows rattle,
twister of the decade roars in my chair.
You do not realize Fahrenheit;
move knee-deep in symphony,
arrange the tempest of my own making,
envelop me in temperate.
No matter how hard we try
we cannot ignore stray raindrops.
I look at you with frankness;
ask whether or not it is now.
tk/January 2014
R.A.D. Stainforth delivers the forecast beautifully...
