Rain Poetry by Hone Tuwhare Music by Don McGlashan. I can hear you making small holes in the silence rain. If I were deaf the pores of my skin would open to you and shut. And I should know you by the lick of you if I were blind. the steady drum-roll sound you make when the wind drops.
Poetry by Hone TuwhareMusic by Don McGlashan
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