
AFTERNOON RAIN
Rain interrupts a quiet January day.
All that a narrative is left to say.
Only it's one poet's thinking.
On an afternoon that's raining.
No cloud bold enough to defy
The downpour of a sky
Be it nineteen twenty three
Or twenty twenty three
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