We had a little tease of rain last week.
Now I can hardly wait for it to pour.
I love it when the sky begins to leak,
when I’m outside in boots and hooded coat
or better, in my room with my technique
for coziness, my comforter and fire,
my windows sporting rivulet and streak,
contented while I’m hungering for more
precipitation downward or oblique.

(Magic 9)