COME with rain. O loud Southwester!
Bring the singer, bring the nester;
Give the buried flower a dream;
make the settled snowbank steam;
Find the brown beneath the white;
But whate’er you do tonight,
bath my window, make it flow,
Melt it as the ice will go;
Melt the glass and leave the sticks
Like a hermit’s crucifix;
Burst into my narrow stall;
Swing the picture on the wall;
Run the rattling pages o’er;
Scatter poems on the floor;
Turn the poet out of door.

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5 Comments

  1. frumpo says:

    Give me inspiration!

  2. Alvin Handelman says:

    The poem has not be reproduced properly.
    All beginning lines should be in caps.
    Bathe my window, not bath my window.

  3. anthony ford says:

    Nature is a big part of the world an if you dont let nature do what it is going to do than the world would not be this way, so when the wind blows let it blow and when it is going to rain let it rain.

  4. Jane Brunet says:

    After this most brutal Winter 0f 2005, I need this poem to help me remember that spring will come. I always re-read it when this season draws near, I have never NEEDED it more.

  5. Marjorie says:

    to me it means that we shouldn’t go against nature. if the wind wants to blow, then we have to accept it. if it rains, then let it pour.we have to let nature do it’s own things. without nature, mankind can’t survive.

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