Jack Gilbert

(1925 - / Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)

Rain - Poem by Jack Gilbert

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Suddenly this defeat.
This rain.
The blues gone gray
And the browns gone gray
And yellow
A terrible amber.
In the cold streets
Your warm body.
In whatever room
Your warm body.
Among all the people
Your absence
The people who are always
Not you.


I have been easy with trees
Too long.
Too familiar with mountains.
Joy has been a habit.
Now
Suddenly
This rain.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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