Rain

Rain. Rain on the park lawn. Rain on the bicycles lined up by the shed. Rain on the tennis court. Rain on the tennis players; rain on their black skin, on their white clothes, on the green ground. Rain on the mountains. Rain on the river. Rain on the voices of people sheltering on front porches.

Rain on the crows and on the happy waggy dogs. Rain on the noisy children splashing their short legs toward the bicycles by the shed. Rain on the black helicopter chopping through the mist. Rain on the Tom Selleck look-alike who eyes me suspiciously, as I photograph the black helicopter, in the rain.