After the rain

august meadow4.jpg

After the rain

sun sweeps across the

dripping blades of green

and the nodding heads of

gold and white.

This is the now and the here

this growing place

the sleaze and the cruelty

the crass wealth of the poor in spirit

the morally impoverished


not even in the wilting of a cut leaf

or the ragged round hole

left by a caterpillar.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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