Emotions and weather ignore us.
We are no more our sorrows
Than we are the rain, no
More the possessors of our joys
Than of a sudden shaft of sunlight.
“The weather will be what the weather
Will be, whether we like it
Or not.” So said you
In a brilliant coastal mood
And so, on a pearl blue afternoon
Waiting for your return, say I.
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