Tone Poem for the Rain
The soothing splashing of susurrant tires
Guiding their homeward-heading vehicles, this 7 p.m.,
Through the various configurations and labyrinths
Of wet streets, four-way intersections,
Reminds me of symphonies, fugues, concertos, motets
By Mozart, Beethoven, Resphigi, Tchaikovsky, Rachmaninoff,
Brahms, Liszt, Dvorzak, Berlioz, Copland, Mendelssohn, Bach,
Awakens me to the gentle dripping of twilight's slow drizzle,
Sprinkling the quivering leaves of the Bradford pear trees
Lining this restaurant's patio (vacated, save for me),
Baptizing them, cleansing them of their earthly imperfections,
Blessing their sacred shapes, with its fragrant embrace,
Inviting me, my divine mind, soul, to compose a tone poem
For the rain to perform, for me alone.
07/28/09 - (2)
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