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Friday Poetry: Rain Poem by Elizabeth Coatsworth

Rain Poem

The rain was like a little mouse,
quiet, small and gray.
It pattered all around the house
and then it went away.

It did not come, I understand,
indoors at all, until
it found an open window and
left tracks across the sill

~ Elizabeth Coatsworth

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:: this post is part of the Friday Poetry roundup hosted by Becky's Book Reviews.


TadMack said...

I'm always amazed at how the photographs on your blog match so well with the poems. Gorgeous..

I love the idea of the rain as a little bit of animal that creeps around and goes away and leaves the occasional track - but fortunately no droppings. I think in Glasgow, it's a bigger animal, nothing petite like a mouse, because the tracks are VERY noticeable! Still, I'm grateful that it does come and go... and eventually it will go for more than ten minutes at a time!

Karen Edmisten said...

I love this, and my girls will, too!

Becky said...

I love Elizabeth Coatsworth, and I'd love some rain right about now.

Thanks, Suzanne : )

Matt Linton said...

Hi Suzanne,

I was wondering if you'd be so kind as to tell me the name of the book that Elizabeth Coatsworth's Rain Poem appears in?

My email address is: matt.linton @ qsa.qld.edu.au (without the spaces around the @).

Her work is marvelous!

Thank you in advance.

Matt Linton