something about this just makes me feel old.



who'd stop the rain


E-mail this post



Remember me (?)



All personal information that you provide here will be governed by the Privacy Policy of Blogger.com. More...



late last night when the storm was still on laura and i were looking out the window in her living room down on the parking lot and the floody puddles that were collecting there. the wind coming off the marsh was moving the surface of the water like genesis in the dark of night pierced by the lights out there, and in the light you can see the drops-- those are the two ways to see the drops, falling through the light or falling into the collecting basins of slight depressions in the pavement.


0 Responses to “who'd stop the rain”

Leave a Reply

      Convert to boldConvert to italicConvert to link

 


previous posts


archives


also me