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VRL Thonger

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I'll write a poem every day, might be tiny but it'll be complete.


I'd happily write only a mystical paean to Hone Tuwhare, master poet of rain/ but then again my rain today is not the same as his, leached through a thousand mountains/ milled down a million rivers, raised up in vapour from two billion hectares of ocean/ carried in cumulus, swirled and ice-crystalled, flashed and thundered/ cloud-descended over these green hills and emptied over me/ the drop at the end of my nose perhaps once drunk by the maestro himself in 1963.

Day 12 Rain

Look up Tuwhare's Rain, it's great.