A Rainy Season

I know June is the rainy season.
When the sky clouds, typhoons plunder
the southern coast, heaving exhaust-
ed sheets on the drying rice fields.

It’s June that feeds the bakeries and breweries,
fermenting the air and imbibing the world abuzz,
seeding the grapes and tomatoes; drying seaweed brine,
pine green in winter yet greener now

I know it is June and its rains, I know!
But September rains are more, in truth,
still, June is the rainy season,
though September’s rains are more in truth


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