DPF / Weigl

For deer, from poetryfoundation.org.

from My Autumn Leaves / by Bruce Weigl, b. 1949

        They know the boy
who lives inside me still won’t go away.
The deer are ghosts who slip between the light

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DPF / Rasmussen

Another rain poem to stand in for a rain dance. We need rain! From his book, Black Aperture (2013).

from Monet as a Verb / by Matt Rasmussen

The raindrop
that splatters

on a blade
of grass is

no more