Rain

 

It’s been raining for two days
In San Jacinto – strangely --
In the midst of drought --
Sirens remind the rest
Of us we don’t know
How to drive on streets
Wet and slippery; which

Is true of any reductionist
Point of view: mere laziness!
We could know if we
Looked out and thought,
But we don’t and instead
Glory in laughter-producing
Words, laughter to end

Dialogue, to stop further
Thought, settling itself
Back in self-contained
Contentment, a pigeon
Banking in light rain
Against a gray sky
And vanishing cry.