Rainy Season: NaPoWriMo 2019, Apr 25

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Rainy Season

When you walk into my photograph
in your new yellow raincoat,
a stalk of grain is in your hand
and you are plucking at it, shredding it.

I have set the tripod,
pinned the curtain back,
and I am waiting for the turn of light.

Chaff blows in the rain behind your shoulders.
In the wet street I can see you twice.
Steam from the straw pile down the street,
yellow blossoms of the spirea bush—

and still
I do not close the shutter,
for I am waiting for the turn of light.

You woke earlier than usual today,
craving fresh yogurt.
A waxed street that your footsteps
and the wheels of bicycles had marked

did not prompt me
to close the shutter,
for I was waiting for the turn of light.

When you return three hours  later,
your pockets  filled with fresh strawberries,
as though this is the reason
for which you left,

your shadow passes
across my photograph
as I stand waiting for the turn of light.

 


For the NaPoWriMo poem we are to write a poem that:
     Is specific to a season
Uses imagery that relates to all five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell)
Includes a rhetorical question, (like Keats’ “where are the songs of spring?”)

10 thoughts on “Rainy Season: NaPoWriMo 2019, Apr 25”

    1. lifelessons Post author

      Oh…thanks, Kim. I did four rewrites even after I published this and about to look at it again. Can’t get it exactly right, to my eye and ear, but gratifying to hear it seemed right to you.

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  2. M. Oniker

    I had not heard of this NaPoWriMo, and even if I had I am not in a “place” right now to write poetry. How very glad I am that you are participating. These have all been such wonderful poems. Maybe next year (but mine won’t be nearly as fab as yours) . . .

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