November 7 Rain
I say it is a lovely warm day,
and by "warm" I mean the rain
is softly wet and is soaking
into this parched earth,
and by "lovely" I mean
the oak leaves have finally
fallen - been blown off -
making my view of the sky
thirty percent larger
through bare branches,
with thirty percent more stars
when the rain ends
and the clouds part.
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