Downpours, absorption
more days of downpours

Today I was mute, the only prescient
being about the house as far as I could tell

rain in earnest conversation with the eaves
talk as thwack and spatter and resolve

As night fell, a last line of squall
scythed across the hillcrest

and a close crack of lightning
froze a hummingbird in silhouette

hunched at the feeder in sheeting
rain       Dear heart, you’re a plodgy

instrument in precipitations like these
Cloy me an appetite       Then flutter on