‘The Age of Water’ By Jennifer Novotney

Rain on the roof
rain on the windows
rain on the wood deck planks
falling in a staccato rhythm
like a piano player hitting
all the right notes.

Rain on the overturned wheelbarrow
its green paint peeling
revealing reddened rust.
Underneath chickens gather
some white, some tawny
huddling close together.

Water droplets glide down
soaking their feathers.
One shakes
another flaps its wings
the gentle low clucks
like a motor turning.

Rain on my arm
rain on the tip of my nose
rain rolling down my back
collecting on the ground
in puddles at my feet
soaking through my boots.

The same rain that touches
the tips of trees
an eagle’s wing
a mountain’s ridge masked
behind the clouds and fog
farther than I can see.

Jennifer Novotney holds an M.A. in English from Northern Arizona University. Her work has appeared in Buddhist Poetry Review, Poetry Quarterly, and The Vignette Review, the latter for which she was nominated for a Pushcart Prize. In 2014, she won the Moonbeam Children’s Book Award for her debut novel, Winter in the Soul. She grew up in Los Angeles, California and lives in North East Pennsylvania with her family where she teaches English.

Photo By Leohoho

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