In the moonless riot of midnight,
the cleaver-like torrents of rain
hack hard soil to the bone,
turning tributaries into raging rivers
where white oaks twist and bob
in paroxysmal recklessness, rain-
maddened into battering rams
caving in chunks of muddy banks
big as the loads of dump trucks:
rain rivaling the violence
of a concert pianist practicing,
thundering the keys of his Grand
through Scriabin's No. 7 sonata,
whacking his heart,
racking his body with rapture.
Poem was originally published in Valley Voices
Flood Stage (Mississippi River in another pluvial spring) by Larry D. Thomas
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