ALMOST SILENTLY

Afternoon, raindrops running

down the window-panes

I abandon the grocery store

trip, lie down on the bed

trying to hear the sound

of the rain, but it eludes

me. I hear only in my mind

the faint memory of distant

autumn rains until I get up,

open the window, and even

then, it falls almost silently

across the darkening hours,

this rain that sweeps away

what remained of summer.

13.09.2025