Rain Writes, Wind Erases
Luisa Igloria
…it rained so hard last night,
I could almost see the wind—
Someone said the word obliterate.
Meaning an erasure so hard,
Nothing remains.
As children we were told
not to whistle too loudly at clouds
so they wouldn’t come too close.
The world must have whistled
in a great chorus. Or that’s what
we might want to believe.
But wind and rain have
their own voice, their own
logic.
We are always trying to put
our unformed words
into their throats.
