I was reading a book
when I felt the sky darken.
Then the lightening, the thunder
and finally the rain came.
I watched the grass wave
and raindrops spatter on the side walk —
then rain drops on the window screen.
They landed there and
broke into little rivulets —
some of them then stopping —
some of them continuing for awhile —
all of them blurring my vision of the storm
which rumbled and flickered for a time
then slowly withdrew.
The screen still held these translucent spaces
and they lingered
even after quiet came
when I resumed my reading.
The storm was not especially fierce
and it had no name —
but I’ll remember it just the same.