EIGHT POEMS
Sep 01, 2021
2 minutes
MARY RUEFLE
The Understanding
The rain is splashy.The baby is fat as apat of butter.Mother is sleeping.No one is crying.Because it was timeto live with strangersbaby was born.Hearing the rainjumping in puddleshe feels another eventis due in time.Not knowing what,not guessing what,he listens to the rainas if it wereof his new home.He doesn’t know it’sthe lonesome denialof all he wished for.Da, he says, Da da da.
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