Wednesday came around

Low-lit corners give way

To a light, persistent rain

Warmed over with bathtub gin and animation;

The spotted river a susurration

Of pleas not yet uttered,

A dance not yet beheld.


But Wednesday comes around

And the river swells anew:

Today, its flow has twice been pushed under

For to spill and rend itself asunder

Wants once more to surge

And then to bloom.


And 8 o’clock is hard

When no greeting’s to be made,

And Wednesday came around and went again,

And, quite unbidden, the force that brought the rain

Got in its boat

And went along its way.

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