Unexpected rain—
 
the homeless man hunkers down
 
in his cardboard box.

 
 
 

Unexpected rain
 
pounding on my windowpane—
 
the clock strikes midnight.

 
 
 

Early morning rain—
 
all my plans evaporate
 
as a desert stream.

 
 
 

Early morning rain—
 
can that explain the reason
 
for the crow’s dismay?

 
 
 

Rainy afternoon—
 
my cat and her black kitten
 
sleep in the kitchen.

 
 
 

Sunday morning rain—
 
the left wing of the blackbird
 
quivers with each drop.

 
 
 

rainy afternoon—
 
reading Mary Oliver
 
to rout my sorrow