| 02 May 2016 | 12:40

First-fall of language through the foliage down

to just a series of notes.

As children we are taught on which side of a mountain

precipitation tends to fall.

To go without purpose in the hills of purpose and learn,

making not a sound as it begins

as if, never having had an utterance for rain

a new thirst starts

descending from the ridgeline into the syllable of rain.

Michael Sciarretta, Warwick NY