(2/15/17)
there's no pattern to the
raindrops unless you
look for it—rhododendron
overhanging
that moss-fraught
retaining wall seems heavy though;
one crow flies over an
empty parking lot,
school children clustered
in blue, yellow, red,
purple raincoats wait for
the light, one clutching
a floral umbrella; no one
on park swings:
black ripples along the
curb run this way too
Jack Hayes
© 2017
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