Can you imagine that single drop of rain, that watery blur, dancing tango inside the gravitational rhythm of air, the swirling, pulling, pushing, as it's falling – always it's falling - catching one another before finally letting go?

for #WriteOut and #YouAreHerePoetry, inspired by 'Can You Imagine?' by Mary Oliver https://www.nps.gov/places/poetryinparks1.htm as part of Ada Limon's You Are Here project

You are still there,

wearing the limbs of the Weeping Willow as a hat or headdress or hair, like magic from the book we looked at together as the sun set,

and when your mom, first, and then my dad, called us in for dinner, leaves fading at dusk, both of us shouted: not yet! not yet! not yet!

#youareherepoetry

Listen: https://sodaphonic.com/audio/6iL7zE9DONUljXg0jNhI