Summer Rains
Windows just now opening to a rush
of cooler air that smells like tidal grass
and a freshly upturned earth while Wyeth-
white clouds plod on, undersides ambered
by a late-day sun, having transformed the
field just beyond the stilted pines and tangled
braids of willow into a flood plain and the
garden path into a narrow creek whose
waters allowed us to trace each moment
that was cut away from day, then wondering
if it couldn’t be just as easy to somehow
let go and watch a lifetime of small
misgivings and larger afflictions – painful
memories all – wash away and then
start over again, as the ponderous damp
settled in the empty spaces between
houses, gathering up the afternoon’s last
gleaming, as if this freshly luminous, new-
born day could then rise and adorn an
evening sky with shattered pieces of sunlight.
John Muro
A resident of Connecticut and a lover of all things
chocolate, John Muro has authored two volumes of poems – In the Lilac
Hour and Pastoral Suite– in 2020 and 2022, respectively.
Both volumes were published by Antrim House. Since his first book’s
publication, John has received multiple nominations for the Pushcart Prize, the
Best of the Net Award and, in 2023, he was a Grantchester Award recipient.
John’s work has appeared or is forthcoming in numerous literary journals,
including Acumen, Ariel Chart, Barnstorm, Delmarva, New Square, Sky
Island and the Valparaiso Review.
John Muro's Poem "Summer Rains" really touched my heart and my soul. Reading this poem gives me hope that somehow the higher good -"shattered pieces of sunlight' can overcome the negative things in our lives. Awesome talent!
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