Here's a sample:
RAIN
Rain
in Chongqing is pretty much
like
rain in Portland--
it
comes down wet from Heaven
and
when it's sudden,
without
warning
in
both cities people shriek
and
scatter. Newspapers double
for
umbrellas,
dirty
sidewalks glisten,
a
mother runs out
to pull
in her little boy.
Flags
go up everywhere
in
excitement-- "We surrender,
we
surrender."
~ Tom Crawford, 1939 -
I feel completely at ease in recommending this poet to one and all.
No comments:
Post a Comment