The Healing Touch

Tyrone Graham
Jul 26, 2017 · 1 min read

Sweeping again
from hiding, rain
plays upon unsuspecting heels,
gentle, a genteel prod: prelude
to its driving, furious vigor,
its cleansing sweep
through city streets
— Herded wholesale,
cowed into common cause,
pressed for fellow warmth,
cooling office-workers
stand static
with bovine regard:
the shower slowing
enough first for one,
then for another and another
— Slum urchins
dance nakedly desperate
for a little more,
the healing touch of rain.

Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

Tyrone Graham

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Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

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