Friends came for dinner, but nothing made\u00a0
her change her tone.\u00a0\u00a0A steady strained B minor.\u00a0\u00a0
The dogs laid their drooling maws on her thigh.\u00a0\u00a0
First placid snow, then rain, like silent glistening strings
Of a harp. When did rain become opaque?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gentle no longer recognized rain.\u00a0\u00a0Since when\u00a0
did it pour without mercy, did it not droppeth
upon the place beneath?\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
3am, she stared at the street, empty with its
parked\u00a0cars, writhing trees, sordid light.\u00a0
It was not twice blessed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Friends came for dinner, but nothing made\u00a0her change her tone.\u00a0\u00a0A steady strained B minor.\u00a0\u00a0 The dogs laid their drooling maws on her thigh.\u00a0\u00a0First placid snow, then rain, like silent glistening stringsOf a harp. When did rain become opaque? Gentle no … Continue reading