After three sub-zero mornings it is relatively mild at 4°C. I put on one too many layers for my trip to the chemist, arriving home ringing wet. Though, so long as the rain holds off I don’t mind the cold, the relative mild, or the sweat, because the rain doesn’t “cleanse me”, as a friend describes his relationship with it, but attempts to drown me in my own guilt.

sleeping the rest

Brendan Slater


4 thoughts on “Rain

  1. I like “ringing wet” and it doesn’t appear to a be a typo. There is a certain vibration when you are cold, sodden, wet through all layers of clothing, and into the bone marrow. Strong haibun, as I’d expect them to be, from Brendan Slater.

    warm regards,
    Alan Summers
    Call of the Page


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