and the sky has clouds
Wild ducks and grasses mingle so deeply this morn
I saw them beneath the blackish red sunny dawn
The sun rises behind the clouds, to cover it’s face
And cry dip dip dip, now and then– this time anytime
Aroma has blown on the air, the message is floating
Everywhere: Night-birds—street-girls, drunk Romeos go back home
O old beggar mom, don’t depart your dome and Starve today,
Let your breast-feeding baby quite in fasting by red eyes,
Pray rain, rain, rain, and raining today day and night
Drops on things anywhere, on wild geese, and on grass
