on rain

As we walked the perimeter path
Of the recently mown park
Neatly marked out for the new football season
Orange slats of setting Sun lit the base of looming cloud bank

Can you smell the rain in the air?
I asked
Look at you, all in touch with nature. Rain’s not been forecast.
she advised
It will rain. I said

Later, as I was about to turn in
The silver birch leaves beyond my bedroom window trembled
I could hear the droplets
Pattering on the street
The swish of a passing cab

~

CLP 28/08/2024