Rain and Thunder All Night

"Beloved, let us once more praise the rain.
Let us discover some new alphabet
For this, the often-praised, and be ourselves
The rain, the chickweed and the burdock leaf,
The green-white privet flower, the spotted stone,
And all that welcomes rain; the sparrow, too,
Who watches with a hard eye, from seclusion,
Beneath the elm-tree bough, till rain is done. ..."

Conrad Aiken, 1889-1973

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I hope it has rained enough for a while. The park is underwater, and my basement has wet spots on the floor.