This Is Not a Sketchbook
Sunday, December 5, 2010
When The Rain Came
First the gray like soft. Or a kitten's ear.
Then
Moist
Mist
My cloak grey. Close. Cold as warm down.
Next dark gathering. Light behind and before.
Now wet and sharp cold deep as moss or root.
Rain
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