Before (the flood)

Send us Fan MailBefore (the Flood)Before the flood, the pouring evening, the dancing silhouettes of falling rain, before the rooftops glisten, before the gutters gurgle, before the puddles blink and simmer with invisible needles of a boiling, bursting schism of splintering sky, take a walk beneath the wind beneath the beaten smoothness of the steel grey of clouds, feel the wind gathering in invisible knots in the fisted hands of trees, the stone flight suddenness of the rock wing lift of birds,  all thrown against the approaching unseen,the weather wall, feel the dull distant thud of the pressure dropping press of westerly air,upon your face, for then you will know know that Spring is stirring, awakening, lifting light and warmth, catching, embracing the lengthening promise of April days ahead, After the coming of [email protected]