Produced by Dennis Camire
This week’s poem is by Doug Woodsum of Smithfield, whose most recent book is “The Lawns of Lobstermen,” published by Moon Pie Press.
Two Questions after Rain
By Doug Woodsum
When rain stops and leaves hang lower; bending
Bowing, thanking, maybe, on stems that seem
Too thin, you remember your own thin parts,
All you are thankful for: storms, then clearings.
The cooler air after rain, that August
Balm treating the dog days of late summer . . .
It feels almost too cool, which makes you smile.
Why not seek out perfection in this world?
Today’s perfect words are “shawl” and “socks.” Out
On the porch, you towel a chair and sit.
Birds in the woods sing the same songs over
And over. Why not? Refrains are pleasing.
Because for once you’re not trying to sleep at dawn
When they start. For once you’re singing with them.
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