Blossom In the Rain
by Josephine Kim
A lone downpour, dripping onto busy streets
And tapping busy lives—one shoulder, the outline of a face, a hat.
The streets are streaked by glittering grease
As streams melt past islands of broken litter,
Traveling glasslike into drains—
Glossed city lights splash dull golden into shallow reflections.
A hand, two worn shoes, perhaps a head here—
Drops delicately dance, leap and cling,
Falling through the lashes of the world to slide andante
Across the luminous eyes of countless windowpanes
Which weep at the slick rough asphalt.
The people walk in the dreary drizzle
Plopping onto busy corners, bursting onto busy lives.
A lone umbrella blossoms in the rain.
Poem Copyright © 2012 by Josephine Kim