i say praise praise the sound of this rain i say lament grieve shake collapse throw up your hands but praise praise this hard passing rain the prosperous near sounds of dripping-from-eaves the surround sound of clement iris roar and let the wonder come that still it falls upon us down to this earth night’s kindness total mother filling the creek for the badger gracing the sleep of your daughter running its hooves on the tin roof of the barn hear it leave now move out towards the islands drifting shawl of mercy drawn over anchored boats bird-spattered buoys touching the back of a dolphin as it rises for a breath touching the slick maximal back two drops on the dorsal which now slips back under into the cold faultless cathedral
Teddy Macker is the author of the collection of poetry This World (White Cloud Press, 2015; foreword by Brother David Steindl-Rast). His writing appears in Antioch Review, New Letters, Orion, The Massachusetts Review, Resurgence& Ecologist, The Sun, Tin House, and various anthologies. A lecturer of literature in the College of Creative Studies at UC Santa Barbara, he lives with his wife and daughters on a farm in Carpinteria, California, where he maintains an orchard.
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