Ghazal of Rain

This is the only time machine with a curtain:
all night and all day, blue beads of clicking rain.

A skylight amplifies the pinging of the oldest message:
you thought you forgot, but here it is again, in the rain.

Towels grow damp from moisture in the bath—
And then the air takes them, infuses them with rain.

The tongues of books lie close to each other.
No mouth remains dry from the intimacies of rain.

No one knows if the silverfish nest elsewhere, if they curl
on the ceiling’s damp surfaces through slow months of rain.

Is it worth doing laundry, fighting shirt collars’ resistance
to steam? All afternoon, the sour effluvia of rain.


In response to Via Negativa: Ennui.

Poet Luisa A. Igloria (Poetry Foundation web page, author webpage ) is the winner of the 2015 Resurgence Prize (UK), the world’s first major award for ecopoetry, selected by former UK poet laureate Sir Andrew Motion, Alice Oswald, and Jo Shapcott. She is the author of What is Left of Wings, I Ask (2018 Center for the Book Arts Letterpress Chapbook Prize, selected by Natasha Trethewey); Bright as Mirrors Left in the Grass (Kudzu House Press eChapbook selection for Spring 2015), Ode to the Heart Smaller than a Pencil Eraser (Utah State University Press, 2014 May Swenson Prize), Night Willow (Phoenicia Publishing, 2014), The Saints of Streets (University of Santo Tomas Publishing House, 2013), Juan Luna’s Revolver (2009 Ernest Sandeen Prize, University of Notre Dame Press), and nine other books. She is a member of the core faculty of the MFA Creative Writing Program at Old Dominion University which she directed from 2009-2015. In 2018, she was the inaugural Glasgow Distinguished Writer in Residence at Washington and Lee University. When she isn’t writing, reading, or teaching, she cooks with her family, knits, hand-binds books, and listens to tango music.

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