Rain

 

Pour tellingly on all where the dry cries

Rain, green through greenery, grey in the skies.

The rain is starting up, as well as down.

The rain comes with a rush, it goes to town.

Rain raises the Darebin, circles the Merri,

Raindrops very very very very.

Radio sings the r—a—i—n I can’t explain.

Thin-as-grass-stem rain, fast-as-day-flight rain.

Rain not to get caught in, rain of tin roof,

Rain that brought the clothes in, the living proof.

Down panes, lanes, grains, not in vain drains.

Up main frames, trains, drumming the same.

Rain rain rain rain rain rain rain rain rain rain

Easing a little, starting up again.