All night our room was outer-walled with rain.
Drops fell and flattened on the tin roof,
And rang like little disks of metal.
Ping!—Ping!—and there was not a pin-point of silence between
The rain rattled and clashed,
And the slats of the shutters danced and glittered.
But to me the darkness was red-gold and crocus-colored
With your brightness,
And the words you whispered to me
Sprang up and flamed—orange torches against the rain.
Torches against the wall of cool, silver rain!
This poem is in the public domain.Published in Poem-a-Day on August 2, 2015, by the Academy of American Poets.
About this Poem
“Summer Rain” was published in Pictures of the Floating World (The Macmillan Company, 1919).
Born in 1874, Amy Lowell was deeply interested in and influenced by the Imagist movement and she received the Pulitzer Prize for her collection What's O'Clock.
Date Published: 1919-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/summer-rain