"A book of verses, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread -- and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness --
Ah, wilderness were paradise enow!"

-- Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, as translated by Edward Fitzgerald







Showing posts with label hard rain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hard rain. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Book Spine Poetry: Hard Rain

Does the weather really matter?
The Great Deluge: rising tide --
high water at Catfish Bend,
lanterns on the levee:
goodbye to a river.


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