Friday, September 12, 2008

Where I Am With You

by Ryan Vine, from Distant Engines

Waking from a nap,
we stand at the window
watching dark clouds crawl
across the sky, whip
state-sized wisps
down and out and up.

Lights come on early,
and people below
on the street scurry
and bumble about
My arm around you, you say—
Let it rain, let it pour.

[Writer's Almanac, 9.12.08]