Rain of Poems

[Image: Ai Weiwei, Case & Rebar, 2014. Photograph by Ian Boyden. My thanks to David Axelrod and Jodi Varon, editors of basalt, who first published this poem along with several others on August 1, 2018.]


Rain of Poems

When she wrote her name,

she always added extra drops

falling from the cloud.

And when it rained,

she never opened her umbrella,

let the drops soak every last everything,

and felt the ancient oceanic murmurings

rise within her and knew 

she had been loved by the cloud.

On those days of rain,

she did not write her name,

for once again she had become the paper 

the clouds have written love notes on

since the beginning of falling:

Feathered Colorful Cloud


—Ian Boyden

August 24, 2016

Constellations of Humanity

Each luminous dot on this map represents one reader of this poem. As the number of readers increases, the stars begin to cluster and form an increasingly detailed constellation. My intent is to show how brightly a poem glows across our world. I welcome your light.

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