Coping by Audre Lorde
“running the world is / a round puddle / of sunless water / where small islands / are only beginning / to cope” — Audre Lorde
soil by Irène Mathieu
“maybe there is soul under everything, / even when we strike rock first.” — Irène Mathieu
Like a Small Café, That’s Love by Mahmoud Darwish
"It is raining now. / It is raining more than ever, / and you do not come in." — Mahmoud Darwish
Yevtushenko, On A Rainy Day by Benilda S. Santos
"He is saying between quotation marks / that look like droplets of rain / suspended near the edge / of my windowpane, / he is saying, // “And I run like mad / Never catching up with myself.”"
Rain by Carol Ann Duffy
"Then the rain came, like stammered kisses at first / on the back of my neck. I unfurled my fist / for the rain to caress with its lips."
Even the Rain by Agha Shahid Ali
"After we died---That was it!---God left us in the dark. / And as we forgot the dark, we forgot even the rain." – Agha Shahid Ali
Eros by Louise Glück
"I wanted only this: / the room, the chair, the sound of the rain falling, / hour after hour, in the warmth of the spring night." – Louise Glück