when the rains came at last,

no one said anything.

everyone stood up.

the heat had stripped us of words,

unacquainted as we were

with drought or monsoon,

we could only stare.

the air moved, a long sigh

from the earth

or from the trees,

and every insect lifted up its voice.


5 thoughts on “relief

  1. I was delighted to come across your blog this morning while scrolling through the wordpress reader; diligence does payoff! I read “relief “and several more of your poems and I’m looking forward to going through all your work.

  2. Ok, I know I say this with every poem, but THIS will definitely be one I print out and put on our wall. Maybe in the bathroom. Or the kitchen.

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