The fall rain reminds in its restlessness,
chatter and dampness
it informs arthritis
like a crying child chides
this pursuit of escalating and unmet needs\
the way a woman checks a man
rebuffing there with intangibles,
on a roof, pelting
rain that lands without summer warmth
the one that docility allows
unsheltered jaunts
it comes without spring’s tacit promise
of colour, rainbows and crocuses
showing up
winter’s political purging pelt
of melting snows moist catharsis
landing banks of grime
the torrents of fall
escape boundaries and sound out
our vulnerability
the desperate need to insulate
against the coming transgressions
rain in fall is Canadian
forcing peoples’ hands
squeezing umbrellas,
squirreling away bikes
admiring the honk and symmetry
of fleeing geese
it does not aim to please this rain
it doesn’t aim at all
it holds us captive
revealing our myriad, puddling needs.
