(M. Ondaatje)

 

 

The rain fell like applause

it fell all night

and it fell like applause

though for whom or why

I do not know

it fell and it fell and

I couldn’t help but wonder

if perhaps it was for the moon

this hollow moon

or the trees drained of birds

there was rain

and the applause fell like thunder

broke like glass

on an iron floor

since the birds had flown

the air was full of something sinister

there was something sinister

in the applause

which fell all night

like rain like

night like

applause

the rain fell like applause

though for whom or why I do not know.

 

by Jamie Thomson

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