Octavio Paz

(March 31, 1914 – April 19, 1998 / Mexico City)

As One Listens To The Rain

Poem by Octavio Paz

Listen to me as one listens to the rain,
not attentive, not distracted,
light footsteps, thin drizzle,
water that is air, air that is time,
the day is still leaving,
the night has yet to arrive,
figurations of mist
at the turn of the corner,
figurations of time
at the bend in this pause,
listen to me as one listens to the rain,
without listening, hear what I say
with eyes open inward, asleep
with all five senses awake,
it's raining, light footsteps, a murmur of syllables,
air and water, words with no weight:
what we are and are,
the days and years, this moment,
weightless time and heavy sorrow,
listen to me as one listens to the rain,
wet asphalt is shining,
steam rises and walks away,
night unfolds and looks at me,
you are you and your body of steam,
you and your face of night,
you and your hair, unhurried lightning,
you cross the street and enter my forehead,
footsteps of water across my eyes,
listen to me as one listens to the rain,
the asphalt's shining, you cross the street,
it is the mist, wandering in the night,
it is the night, asleep in your bed,
it is the surge of waves in your breath,
your fingers of water dampen my forehead,
your fingers of flame burn my eyes,
your fingers of air open eyelids of time,
a spring of visions and resurrections,
listen to me as one listens to the rain,
the years go by, the moments return,
do you hear the footsteps in the next room?
not here, not there: you hear them
in another time that is now,
listen to the footsteps of time,
inventor of places with no weight, nowhere,
listen to the rain running over the terrace,
the night is now more night in the grove,
lightning has nestled among the leaves,
a restless garden adrift-go in,
your shadow covers this page.


Comments about As One Listens To The Rain by Octavio Paz

  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (12/3/2019 5:02:00 AM)

    isten to me as one listens to the rain,
    without listening, hear what I say
    with eyes open inward, asleep
    with all five senses awake, .. what a fine poem.. tony(Report)Reply

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  • Naida Nepascua SupnetNaida Nepascua Supnet (9/28/2019 9:48:00 PM)

    Listening to the rain brings you to a journey of different tracks of memories you once had.(Report)Reply

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  • Adeeb AlfatehAdeeb Alfateh (6/26/2019 1:00:00 AM)

    it is the mist, wandering in the night,
    it is the night, asleep in your bed,
    it is the surge of waves in your breath,
    your fingers of water dampen my forehead,
    your fingers of flame burn my eyes,
    your fingers of air open eyelids of time,


    superb
    great wrote
    great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++(Report)Reply

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  • Astro JermAstro Jerm (2/21/2019 3:59:00 PM)

    Such an enchanting piece..(Report)Reply

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  • Ruta MohapatraRuta Mohapatra (7/15/2018 12:25:00 PM)

    ' listen to the footsteps of time'.........nicely put!(Report)Reply

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  • Anil Kumar PandaAnil Kumar Panda (6/4/2017 7:20:00 AM)

    Wonderful poetry. Great imagery.(Report)Reply

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  • Mizzy ........Mizzy ........ (9/1/2016 3:23:00 PM)

    Very impressive merge of feelings and Nature......(Report)Reply

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  • Enoch JohnEnoch John (4/7/2016 3:28:00 PM)

    vivid imagery and lots of movement.(Report)Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/6/2016 11:25:00 AM)

    your fingers of water dampen my forehead,
    your fingers of flame burn my eyes,
    your fingers of air open eyelids of time,(Report)Reply

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  • Seema JayaramanSeema Jayaraman (9/16/2015 12:50:00 PM)

    you cross the street and enter my forehead.. such beautiful imagination(Report)Reply

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (7/10/2014 9:47:00 AM)

    Till the end of the poem it is felt in a meditative mood and the words flow is great. The poem from the great poet and got an opportunity to read it is so happy.(Report)Reply

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  • Jenae H (5/8/2013 10:17:00 PM)

    the illusion of time...nice(Report)Reply

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  • Amanda Laurent (1/13/2013 1:10:00 AM)

    I love reading this when it's actually raining - it's so calming because the words just flow so well.(Report)Reply

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  • Ray Quesada (1/9/2013 11:48:00 AM)

    in chapter 5 of Kerouac's novel, The Town and The City, there is a poetic sort of meditation about the rain. it's not really a poem, but the entire chapter flows like one. this really reminds me of that, anyone who likes this should def. check out that section in Kerouac's first novel.(Report)Reply

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  • Mojdeh P (2/12/2012 2:22:00 PM)

    nice...................(Report)Reply

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  • free fairy airy (10/17/2011 7:30:00 AM)

    feel like a musical poem.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010



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