they say you’re wet
when you’re wet—no use
regretting clothes
Rain
10/22/20: Rain Came and Went
like guests, like dreams—
someone always speaking—few
moments empty
10/2/20: Grim Sky
washboard clouds—
gray stomach gripped against
imminent shock
10/1/20: An Additional Loss
sometimes bodily—
another branch—fatigued—
surrenders to storms
9/27/20: Confused Seedlings
looking to sprout
amid fall leaves mulched by rain
one year ago
9/26/20: Unprecedented
the earth itself
loses its scent, and who’s
awake to notice?
9/11/20: Rain All Day
poets might connect
today’s weather with weeping
but whose tears are these?
8/28/20: Restive
whether
turning into fitful rain
or returning
8/23/20: The Art of Titles
choosing
suitable umbrellas
before some rain
7/29/20: Thrum
rumbling skies
and driving rain—no space
between the beats
haiku streak 