Monday morning

The rain falls vertically
on the black pavement
and the smell of foliage
is closed within
the heavy drops
splattering umbrellas
in the town.
My thoughts soften
in the grey morning
in rain-rippled puddles

the red Coke vender
smiles happily at me
from the street.

 

 

Einleikur á regnboga/Mánudagsmorgunn.
Þýðing: Martin Regal.