Rainy Day Verse

Ave A + E. 7 st.

Thunder and lightning! Hail and rain! It’s a dark and stormy morning in Saint James, dear people.

It’s the kind of weather that makes me think of this early 16th century poem, “The Lover in Winter Plaineth for Spring”. My English Lit I professor recited it for us on the first day of class, calling it a perfect poem, and I think he was right:

O western wind, when wilt thou blow
That the small rain down can rain?
Christ, that my love were in my arms
And I in my bed again!

If you can’t go back to bed this morning, at least you can plaineth along with the poet, right?

And, if you can go back to bed . . . please, enjoy it for the rest of us.

Wind Costume

What’s your favorite rainy day poem / song / food / activity?


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