THAT NIGHT IT RAINED

“ultra Rilkean angel” ~Spicer

That night it rained
It rained all night
The wind
was in our ears
all night long-
Talked, we talked
But by morning
we weren’t listening
any more

Already birds
were at the window
the planets 
glowing in the garden-

Leaves were still falling
Yellow and dead, leaves
flattering the wind-
‘And I stood there
among the striking and shining
like a prince thinking of his disguise’

And I put on my small eyes-
Got embraced
Told to wear flannel
Left.

~jwl
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