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Weather

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  • Poem

    poetry-magazineHereafter

    By Kevin Young
    Once, in winter, I was blessed
          by lightning, the plane
    sudden struck—the boom

    of it, the cabin lit …
  • Poem

    poetry-magazinenahóółtą́

    By Manny Loley
     ániid nahóółtą́

     ániidigo
     nahóółtą́ą

     chxósh

    chxósh

     chxósh

     chxósh

     naanahóółtą́

    k’ad
     nááts…
  • Poem

    poetry-magazineFemale Rain

    By Doug Gonzalez
    only I stood in the rain with wet skin. I could taste the dew though it had not yet found my lips. …
  • Poem

    poetry-magazinerain poem

    By Manny Loley
    Translated By Manny Loley
     rain passed through

     just now
     rain

     chxósh

    chxósh

     chxósh

     chxósh

     rain rained

    now
     rainbow
     stretches

    water   …
  • Poem

    poetry-magazineRain Song

    By Ide Amari Thompson
    so beautiful, it hurt
    to listen when your rain
    what fall, drop, fresh-
    water. drawn as the day come
  • Audio
    By Ide Amari Thompson
  • Poem
    By Lis Sanchez
    Before there were cavalry horses sheening the street
    with golden turds, there were strains of a treble…
  • Poem
    By Andrew Frisardi
    The city lies back in its winding-sheet
    While little digits drum a steady beat

    On roofs and terraces, …
  • Poem
    By Russell Atkins
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          rain
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    Oh did
               """      """       n’t…
  • Poem
    By Mary B. Moore
    The window clouds do roof-tiles
    and ripples before they drown in sun,

    become haze, innuendo,
    but of…
  • Poem
    By Julia Fiedorczuk
    Translated By Bill Johnston
    From within my bodily singularity
    I play at sending out gentle sunbeams.
    I don't believe in myself, but…
  • Poem
    By Emily Brontë
    O transient voyager of heaven!
    ⁠ ⁠ ⁠ O silent sign of winter skies!
    What adverse wind thy sail has driven
    ⁠ ⁠ ⁠ To dungeons where a prisoner lies?

    Methinks the hands that shut the sun
    ⁠ ⁠ ⁠ ⁠So sternly from this morning's brow
    Might still their rebel task have done
    ⁠⁠ ⁠ ⁠ And checked a thing...
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