Poetry

Two poems

Drinking the Rain These molecules of rain Fall in vertical traceries. Lightning charges them. On a blistering day, Poured from a rippled tank, Their taste can be dizzying, A water-borne vertigo, The sky electric blue. Rain can hold filtrations Of velvet moonlight Splashed on granite, Azurite on the palate. When I drink the rain, I fall through a neutral sky Into a vast cooled zone Of transparent beauty. It courses across my tongue, Tasting of ions and ice. — Rod Moran From: Poems of Mourning III   Lately, I’ve sought solitude, Like an alcove of respite. I don’t want the…

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