Text & Commentary

Morning Prayers, Night Prayers #6 (1975)

A fog pushed against the window
it has melted away
dark gray rain clouds against the roof
have been filed away
O!
I can't tell it this way!
I woke, and the fog stared at me
Through my window I saw those eyes
And I said rain again!
Again!
I know the rain brings with it spring life.
I know how the flowers demand the rain.
And I know!
But I hate the wetness in my hair.
I have the muddy shoes.
I hate the step-holes little boys leave in fields.
And, mister, I hate the ruddy little drops
That hung on the outside of my window.
So, mister, I can't tell you how happy
I was to see the fog fade away.