I love this!
‘… I thought he sought the privacy of rain,
the one time no one was likely to be
out and he was left to the intimacy
of drops touching every leaf and tree in
the woods and the easy muttering of
drip and runoff, the shine of pools behind
grass dams. He could not resist the long
ritual, the companionship and freedom
of falling weather, or even the cold
drenching, the heavy soak and chill of clothes
and sobbing of fingers and sacrifice
of shoes that earned a baking by the fire
and washed the fatigue after the wandering
and loneliness in the country of rain.’
— Robert Morgan
from Working in the Rain
in the Garrison Keillor anthology Good Poems for Hard Times
