First Summer Shower Poem by Madathil Rajendran Nair

First Summer Shower

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She came
Without a warning
This afternoon
I had snoozed
In the sultry summer heat

She clapped her hands
In a thunder bolt
Startled I awoke
Or so I thought
My neck and chest
In a paroxysm of sweat

And there she was
The first summer rain
Dancing on roof-tops
To a music
That only silly gods conceive

I lay there unable to move
My limbs in motor paralysis
Beautiful is her dance
Let her perform
The distant mountains smelt
In the wafting winds
Of herbs, earth and forlorn love

And this night
I would sleep
My face pressed
Into a smelly pillow
Her dark locks
That smell a primeval past
Thank you summer rain
You are a dream
In which seeds buried conceive
A greenery and dreams
That man can never ever deserve

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It rained in Coimbatore, where I am, just an hour ago - the first summer shower!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bharati Nayak 26 April 2017

Wow- - -So beautifully penned.- - - -Summer rain and nostalgic memories.- - To quote some lines from the poem- - Beautiful is her dance Let her perform The distant mountains smelt In the wafting winds Of herbs, earth and forlorn love

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Valsa George 22 March 2016

This is once again a lovely translation of your poem Ushnakaala Megham in Mother tongue which I enjoyed so much!

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Uma Ram 14 March 2016

Beautifully penned sir...She clapped her hands....lovely sir. Enjoyed reading...the beautiful imagery. Thanks for sharing sir.

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Kelly Kurt 12 March 2016

I love everything about the rain and can't wait for Spring's first thunderstorm. Persuasively penned my friend. Let the soothing sounds and smells bring you peace

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Thank you, Kelly; may I call you so Your words have brought A summer rain of cool Into my arid world of poesy a much needed summer raiin, into my arid plains of poesy!

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