#Haiku Happenings #4: Suzanne’s latest #haibun!
Last night I tried to write of the rain but wrote instead of how my shoes could not withstand it.
Tonight I want to write of the rain and how it comes in ice white sheets that shroud the streets. More rain than I’ve seen before in these parts. The temperature is colder than usual too.
We, the people of the town, live inside this wall of water. Today in a cafe the warm woody interior sheltered chattering crowds and others who sat alone. A solitary girl wrote avidly in a journal. A young man in a beanie smiled benignly into the middle distance where no-one sat.
Later, at dusk, my friend and I sheltered under an awning waiting for her partner. The street lights pooled liquid gold onto the rain soaked streets and I wondered if the rain would ever stop.
evaporating to rain
-life goes on
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