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.
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4 thoughts on “Rain”
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.
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Woohooo!!!!!! Thasnks, Joh!
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#Haiku Happenings #9: The Other Bunny presents a #haibun by Brendan Slater!