Weather

A Winter Without Snow by J. D. McClatchy
Even the sky here in Connecticut has it,
Now Winter Nights Enlarge by Thomas Campion
Now winter nights enlarge
Snow by Naomi Shihab Nye
Once with my scarf knotted over my mouth
History of Hurricanes by Teresa Cader
Because we cannot know
The Storm by Theodore Roethke
Against the stone breakwater,
The Snow Storm by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Sleet by Alan Shapiro
What was it like before the doctor got there?
A Line-storm Song by Robert Frost
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift
Problems with Hurricanes by Victor Hernández Cruz
A campesino looked at the air
An Octave Above Thunder by Carol Muske-Dukes
She began as we huddled, six of us,
Great Sleeps I Have Known by Robin Becker
Once in a cradle in Norway folded
Ode to the West Wind by Percy Bysshe Shelley
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,
Sitting Outside by W. D. Snodgrass
These lawn chairs and the chaise lounge
Even the Rain by Agha Shahid Ali
What will suffice for a true-love knot? Even the rain?
In April by James Hearst
This I saw on an April day:
Flood by Eliza Griswold
I woke to a voice within the room. perhaps
Flood by Miyazawa Kenji
Under the malicious glints of the clouds
Snow-Bound [The sun that brief December day] by John Greenleaf Whittier
The sun that brief December day
Identity Crisis by F. D. Reeve
He was urged to prepare for success
Who Has Seen the Wind? by Christina Rossetti
Who has seen the wind?
Into Bad Weather Bounding by Bin Ramke
Colligated points, dust, ultimately a cloud, as in
Shells by Elaine Terranova
In the heat, in the high grass
Aubade: Some Peaches, After Storm by Carl Phillips
So that each / is its own, now--each has fallen, blond stillness.
Passage I by Maureen N. McLane
little moth
It Was Raining In Delft by Peter Gizzi
A cornerstone. Marble pilings. Curbstones and brick.
The Hurricane by William Carlos Williams
The tree lay down
Becoming Weather, 21 by Chris Martin
I was out interviewing
The Woman and the Flame by Aimé Césaire
A bit of light that descends the springhead of a gaze
Dispatches from Devereux Slough by Mark Jarman
Highwayman of the air, coal-headed, darting
Rain by Claribel Alegría
As the falling rain / trickles among the stones
The Book of a Thousand Eyes [Rain, queen] by Lyn Hejinian
(Soma)tic 5: Storm SOAKED Bread by CAConrad
Sit outside under shelter of a doorway, pavilion, or umbrella on a park bench
Purism by Vona Groarke
The wind orchestrates
L’Avenir est Quelque Chose by Dobby Gibson
All day for too long