A spatter of rain on the window pane,
Pearls of water, lucent in arrested suspense;
How they balance gravity and poise!
My car is parked; some bulbous water drops
Are sliding down the windshield
In precipitate descent.
Twin wipers have swept two vacant arcs,
Overlapping twins, sharing a middle space where
Both have expelled a throng of lucent raindrops.
Pearline water has its way of perishing;
It leaves me a flickering vision amid
Drips and drops of late summer rain.
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