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Poems by Frumkin and Prose Poems by Goodrich
Poems by Gene Frumkin
The Perfection of Summer Thundershowers
Every afternoon around 4 o’clock the leaves discover a wind
behind the wind a thunderhead emerges from its hiding-place
The rain pellets the heat’s thick plate
Afterward, an hour at most
a few puddles have grown
blue green gold and red
in a few rutty beds
in alleys on the streets
in craters of grass
The heat surrounds the puddles
they form concentric cycles
You as a man within your shelter
watched the preparation for the rain then the rain itself
For a brief time
while it rained
you were happy
The world you live in had changed for the better
You, a critical man
had been the rain
as you had been the heat
The rain was perfect and you had lived perfectly
since nothing could have been preferred
to the rain
As a critical man
at the height of the downpour
(though still a nameless well-concealed lodger)
a flaw
had already found a warm spot in your heart
Not that the rain would stop
but that it was perfect