Today's poem is by Joan Houlihan
AND A RAIN
AND A RAIN let down from sky
and a salt rain came off the sea, and wave
and wave lashed higher, milk and green.
In the rush of water stood ours dead:
In what wave breaks ours kin, hove over the side and left?
Sorrow the eye does not forget.
Past has ashed ours heads with it.
Rain and wave will wash us in
what eats sky slow, the sea.
And on us too, the same rain fell,
unsparing, and everywhere quenched.
Copyright © 2014 Joan Houlihan All rights reserved
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