pahavit (pahavit) wrote,
pahavit
pahavit

Rain

Rain


Every time it rains I think of this poem:

The Red Wheelbarrow
by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.


It's rained a lot lately. My yellow clothespin is glazed with rainwater.





I have no red wheel barrow.



Nor any white chickens.




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