After Rain

Brian Simoneau
Windy Hill, Portola Valley, California June 22, 2011
Brian Simoneau
Windy Hill, Portola Valley, California

The wind comes warm as breath
and stirs me like laundry  
on a line. Then it’s gone. Life  
weaves itself together
from next to nothing;  
it’s all these moments
I want, to take them in
before they’re taken away.
A patch of blue breaches clouds
the way green comes to winter
and the black of a raven’s  
something I can hardly stand  
the beauty of: unshadowed  
or itself a shadow
untethered from things. It coasts
across the opening sky
on motionless wings
as if it too notices
a ray of light threading
its way into the world.

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