3.16.2010

night rain

Sometimes at night I’ll awaken to rainfall on the roof tiles and I think of poets all over the world, their fingers tapping out words on the keys.

4 comments:

TC said...

Lovely this, and the conception delightful. Those millions of variously purposive key-tap droplets.

(Auto-aside: in this situation my own thoughts turn toward the ceiling and wonderings about the seepage stains up there, spreading in the dark...)

Andrew Shields said...

That is a really striking image! It might keep me awake at night, listening to the rain on the roof, wishing I were typing and not sleeping.

vazambam said...

Age of Aquarius

Paul said...

Everytime I see the moon, I am reminded that is there only one.