We sit under the tin roofed verandaas far back from the splattering waterfallfalling from the rusty edgeinto the sodden road before us Every few minute the dogkeeping us company “ahems”or “harrumphs” to express hisboredom and disapproval ofthe ceaseless deluge. The drip-drip intensifiesto a rat-tat-tatheralded with a crackof lightning overhead The dog whines andcovers his eyes … Continue reading Can’t Stand the Rain…