Some Bare Their Heads
We are on the edge, in-between,
when rain first makes its appearance
at a wedding or funeral
its drops glittery like stars.
When rain first makes its appearance
most run for cover or an umbrella
some bare their heads and dance.
At a wedding or funeral
we know to expect the unexpected.
Like weather, people are unpredictable.
Its drops glittery like stars,
rain can soften our view
of what is all around us.
Louise Kantro, a retired high school English teacher, is a bridge-player, cat-lover, and CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocate for foster children). She received her MFA from Goddard College in 2003 and has published poetry and prose in such journals as Cloudbank, Oasis, The Chariton Review, the new renaissance, South Loop Review, Monterey Poetry Review, and Caesura. Her latest project is scanning a century’s worth of family photos.
We are on the edge, in-between,
when rain first makes its appearance
at a wedding or funeral
its drops glittery like stars.
When rain first makes its appearance
most run for cover or an umbrella
some bare their heads and dance.
At a wedding or funeral
we know to expect the unexpected.
Like weather, people are unpredictable.
Its drops glittery like stars,
rain can soften our view
of what is all around us.
Louise Kantro, a retired high school English teacher, is a bridge-player, cat-lover, and CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocate for foster children). She received her MFA from Goddard College in 2003 and has published poetry and prose in such journals as Cloudbank, Oasis, The Chariton Review, the new renaissance, South Loop Review, Monterey Poetry Review, and Caesura. Her latest project is scanning a century’s worth of family photos.
