One Rainy Evening This night was bitter. Its cloaking blackness was coupled with A relentless cold, suspended and dormant. The static hung crisp in the air, Making the soundless sound full. Noises layer one another, with a chaotic quality, Like leaves in autumn. Further on, the shivering rush of car tyres fades over The crescendo of the trickling, plopping drains. Dark clouds have congregated. Bubbling, dirty, acidic clouds, Merging, whisking up into a black Storm-laden concoction. The air of suspense is suddenly smashed By a spangled streak Strobing the area with a fleeting, searching glare, Silhouetting the skyline instantaneously And darkness caresses the heavens once more. Thunder rifts the evening sounds and detonates like a sonic boom, Reverberating, rumbling, growling its angry message, Hollow, yet booming, throughout the surrounding hills and valleys, As its accompanying downpour bounces up, Drenching clothing and swamping the Earth's eager plants stretching out to be Finally gratified by the life-giving, Poisonous water from the heavens. Angry rushing feet splash through the newly formed puddles As they are urged on to shelter. Others plod on, getting damper and wetter As another shaft of lightning blinked And the resounding blast of thunder was coupled with The heavy, rainy, bitter cold night.
Rosemary Dobson, Australian poet, died today in 2012.
Allen Grossman, American poet, critic and professor, died today in 2014.
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