Plain Song

An uncalled-for
refrain
curtain-call

the tall
windowpanes
swish rain.

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A sudden downpour. Shitty weather, but heavy rain always draws me to the window or front door. I love that needling light and often try to catch something of it, in words or photographs. The above happened because the wean shoved his hand out the window as I was taking a shot. At first I was slightly put out then quickly realised how his gesture improved the image, indeed, made it. He was good enough to stick out his hand again to humour me, even tilting it this way and that, but he wouldn't keep still or hold it there for as long as I wanted, and I don't blame him: cold and wet!