Listen to the storm! It speaks in tongues
through a mouthful of leaves and windfall
cores, a drunken lilt in its gale of a song.
Listen to the storm! The tutting rain
is gossiping through the windowpane
in a language you will never tame.
Listen to the storm! In the lingering draught
down the chimney, from the windowsill
and under the door, it’s whispering still.
Kim M. Russell, 27th September 2020
I’ve been listening to the storm since Thursday night. It took our power on Friday afternoon, but we were lucky to get it back that night, while other households in our area had to wait. The wind is still kicking up and the rain persists. Autumn is well and truly here.