Thursday, April 09, 2009

Language Notes

rain falls

we note how
the language and intonation
of conversations clouds
engage in with wind and birds
progresses through drizzle,
shower and into downpour

just as the sound of your chair,
creaking in this half-deserted
café, speaks with a different
accent when you arrive
and when you leave

and that door to the street,
now closed, can be
opened with the petal syllables
of roses, or the cold thunder
tones of an April deluge

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