Fiona's brilliant at reminding me how much I love poetry. This one is so perfect for this day of pouring rain that I've lifted it from her blog here:
Rain
Woke up this morning with
a terrific urge to lie in bed all day
and read. Fought against it for a minute.
Then looked out the window at the rain.
And gave over. Put myself entirely
in the keep of this rainy morning.
Would I live my life over again?
Make the same unforgivable mistakes?
Yes, given half a chance. Yes.
Raymond Carver
2 comments:
That poem is beautiful indeed. So simple.
Isn't it? It really struck me.
I dropped by your blog, and I liked it a lot!! Thanks for the comment.
Marie
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