“i’m ready, rain on me / i’d rather be dry but at least i’m alive / rain on me, rain”

For Poetry Monday:

End of Summer, Stanley Kunitz

An agitation of the air,
A perturbation of the light
Admonished me the unloved year
Would turn on its hinge that night.

I stood in the disenchanted field
Amid the stubble and the stones,
Amazed, while a small worm lisped to me
The song of my marrow-bones.

Blue poured into summer blue,
A hawk broke from his cloudless tower,
The roof of the silo blazed, and I knew
That part of my life was over.

Already the iron door of the north
Clangs open: birds, leaves, snows
Order their populations forth,
And a cruel wind blows.


Hat-tip to conuly for this.

---L.

Subject quote from Rain On Me, Lady Gaga ft. Ariana Grande.