Storm Ending Poem by Jean Toomer

Storm Ending

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Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads,
Great, hollow, bell-like flowers,
Rumbling in the wind,
Stretching clappers to strike our ears . . .
Full-lipped flowers
Bitten by the sun
Bleeding rain
Dripping rain like golden honey—
And the sweet earth flying from the thunder.

Monday, December 26, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,rain
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Jean Toomer

Jean Toomer

Washington D.C.
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