Rain Memories Poem by Diana van den Berg

Rain Memories



Curtains of soft grey mist
and rainblack road
and fresh green hills and fields -
the silence shouts
and you, my children,
are again with me
in Vernon, the Volkswagen Variant,
voices bubbling
and all of us
lifted into a rain-excitement
bathed in an unconscious happiness
untinged with pain,
and the memory
crumples me.

(17 December 2005)

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Diana van den Berg

Diana van den Berg

Durban, South Africa
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