Academic journal article The Hudson Review

The Rain

Academic journal article The Hudson Review

The Rain

Article excerpt

By the thirtieth day of the rain,

Rain and rain and rain,

Even the weather was tired of the weather.

Even the weather was tired of itself.

The mains had burst with no possibility of repair,

And there was to be no end of it:

This was the official view, not a desperate exaggeration,

The kind thrown out to catch its contradiction and assuage.

This was to be the natural state of being, and of things,

For the sky, the world, the day,

The night, for all time.

A curtain of rain, like the curtain of rain.

In my dreams I look out the windows.

It is raining, the windows are smeared with rain,

The windows themselves are rain,

Pictures of rain.

I am armed with an umbrella.

I wear a raincoat, rain boots, a rain hat.

I wear a suit of rain

To protect me from the rain,

The endless bottomless wash of it,

Like a waterfall with a source,

Which itself has a source,

Which, I have heard, is the rain,

The never-ending rain. …

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