rain – haiku and other animals

late bare tree rain again counting the dog’s nipples

after the poem of rain the prose of mushrooms

and woke to the hiss of rain on the unfinished tomb

rain runs through the hills a harpsichord

winter rain the smoothness of a kidney bean

more cold rain my nails still too long

fine rain—
a white spider climbs
the window sill

to make a nest in your outstretched hand, still the rain

rain through the night again the dream of chewing glass