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Jack Kerouac
Haiku
The taste
of rain
—Why kneel?
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by
Kobayashi Issa
In spring rain
In spring rain
a pretty girl
yawning.
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by
Jack Kerouac
Haiku
Birds singing
in the dark
—Rainy dawn.
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A R Ammons
Weathering
A day without rain is like
a day without sunshine
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Yosa Buson
Early summer rain
Early summer rain--
houses facing the river,
two of them
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Matsuo Basho
First winter rain
First winter rain--
even the monkey
seems to want a raincoat.
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Matsuo Basho
Spring rain
Spring rain
leaking through the roof
dripping from the wasps' nest.
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James A Emanuel
John Coltrane
"Love Supreme," JA-A-Z train,
tops. prompt lightning-express, but
made ALL local stops.
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The Red Wheelbarrow
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens.
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A R Ammons
Release
After a long
muggy
hanging
day
the raindrops
started so
sparse
the bumblebee flew
between
them home
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by
Emily Dickinson
We shall find the Cube of the Rainbow.
We shall find the Cube of the Rainbow.
Of that, there is no doubt.
But the Arc of a Lover's conjecture
Eludes the finding out.
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Robert Burns
405. Epigram—Commissary Goldie’s Brains
LORD, to account who dares thee call,
Or e’er dispute thy pleasure?
Else why, within so thick a wall,
Enclose so poor a treasure?
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Robert Louis Stevenson
I Love To Be Warm By The Red Fireside
I LOVE to be warm by the red fireside,
I love to be wet with rain:
I love to be welcome at lamplit doors,
And leave the doors again.
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Barry Tebb
WAKING
Wires toss in the wind, shrubs flap
And the tap on windows wakes us
To March’s mistral madness:
I see white crocuses amid the rain.
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Robert Burns
166. Epitaph for William Nicol, High School, Edinburgh
YE maggots, feed on Nicol’s brain,
For few sic feasts you’ve gotten;
And fix your claws in Nicol’s heart,
For deil a bit o’t’s rotten.
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William Butler Yeats
The Lover's Song
Bird sighs for the air,
Thought for I know not where,
For the womb the seed sighs.
Now sinks the same rest
On mind, on nest,
On straining thighs.
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A R Ammons
After Yesterday
After yesterday
afternoon's blue
clouds and white rain
the mockingbird
in the backyard
untied the drops from
leaves and twigs
with a long singing.
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Dimitris P Kraniotis
Maybe
The cloud struggled
against the sand
underneath the rain
of “no” and “yes”,
forcefully treading
on the rationale
that obeys
the impasse of “maybe”.
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Wang Wei
In The Hills
White rocks jutting from Ching stream
The weather's cold, red leaves few
No rain at all on the paths in the hills
Clothes are wet with the blue air.
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Bertolt Brecht
To Be Read In The Morning And At Night
My love
Has told me
That he needs me.
That's why
I take good care of myself
Watch out where I'm going and
Fear that any drop of rain
Might kill me.
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Alden Nowlan
The Masks of Love
I come in from a walk
With you
And they ask me
If it is raining.
I didn’t notice
But I’ll have to give them
The right answer
Or they’ll think I’m crazy.
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Dimitris P Kraniotis
Rules and visions
Life counts
the rules;
the sunset, their exceptions.
Rain drinks up
the centuries;
spring, our dreams.
The eagle sees
the sunrays
and youth, the visions.
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William Butler Yeats
The Witch
Toil and grow rich,
What's that but to lie
With a foul witch
And after, drained dry,
To be brought
To the chamber where
Lies one long sought
With despair?
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The Great Figure
Among the rain
and lights
I saw the figure 5
in gold
on a red
firetruck
moving
tense
unheeded
to gong clangs
siren howls
and wheels rumbling
through the dark city.
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Fitful Alternations Of The Rain
The fitful alternations of the rain,
When the chill wind, languid as with pain
Of its own heavy moisture, here and there
Drives through the gray and beamless atmosphere
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