A Change in the Weather
Greens detonate
after rain has fallen,
these lawns in their rising breath possess a sense of
speech,
and students dragging their heels
will leave a drip of memoirs unforeseen
a wriggled-smile succeeds
their vodka-glazed broil,
he takes sails of his
meanderings again,
her hip-hung sweater
a cape
ancient superheroes wore,
his mantle
dislodged,
and questions of place -
greens silent,
and the rain
un-afraid of
this seeping
chatter
After the rain in the forest -- Vitaliy Mashchenko
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