MAY SHOWER
by James L.S. Carter
Gutter-velocities of clouds condensed
Slanting through skylines like thin pencillings!
So fixed a flux! Such constant canterings
Criss-crossing cobbles, rippling kerb-side bends!
And damply sodden, flowering currant scents
Hang in the air and breathe their blossomings
While other currents sweep impeding things
Down to the drains where all impeding ends.
So flood my heart with feeling that contends
Against depression and the hurt it brings
Till the soul claps and spirit wins its wings
And all the world's enemies seem friends
Teach me, May shower, and bless as you anoint
My head with rains that to the vast seas point.
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