Waiting for the rain

by T.P. Wilkinson / October 20th, 2019

Yellow,
acid,
with thunder
or placid
dropping
from the seas
washing
through the trees
taking
all my grief
offering
drought relief
water
squeezed
from the sky
is this what it’s like
when goddesses cry?

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, October 20th, 2019 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.