The rain fell
like sorrow.
The rain fell
like loss.
It fell about
the house
shattered
like glass.
It was as if
the world wept
& eternity
wept too.
Everything
wept.
All things
wept
except
I
who knowing
there were no tears
that I could cry
to bring you back
to ease
the agony of your absence...
I abandoned
the house
lashed now
by the rain
blinded
by the rain.
I cried out
your name
&
cried.
Donall, you got a Gaelic way with words! An Irish William Carlos Williams you could be!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Laugh, and the world laughs with you...cry, and you cry alone...I love the phrasing of the 'shattered' raindrops. Beautifully sad, this one...painful, yet beautiful.