Featured Poet: Cathy Cullis — Do Not Shout at the Rain It Will Only Shout Back At You
DO NOT SHOUT AT THE RAIN IT WILL ONLY SHOUT BACK AT YOU
The tremendous rain
like a serpent, many down your back,
it followed you from East to West
and all the way to my house.
The rain made a commentary
like a voice in a paper cup,
it followed you your every crow’s footstep
and heckled as you ran.
The gorgeous rain
like a blessing from a thousand tear-eyed gods,
it followed us from village to boulevard
and stayed for weeks, glinting wildly.
The rain made a pact
with all unforeseen circumstances
to keep close quarters, follow its own litany
and here it stays as indelible as love.