Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Rain,1914 Comments
Rating: ★4.5
Come rain, come, fall; hailstorm, light at first, icy spherical, battering,
Then gravity-pulled, melted and stretched, cold as iron, each drop,
Countless as the mocking heathens of this vile post-Victorian world.
Thoughts; sit I, here on this trench stool, guarding, a solitary man;
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3/13/2026 9:41:02 PM # 1.0.0
Oh! I remember the First World War. A nice piece, keep it up.