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It's been raining here in Los Angeles for the past week or so and it has been giving me this nostalgic feeling that I love. Something about the rain is meditative for me. Its beauty, peace, rhythm cleanses my soul, literally! This book was a birthday gift and it has been an incredible addition of inspiration for me over the past month. I love Nikki Giovanni and this poem, so I wanted to share a piece of my joy! All bits of hometown blues. Find A GOOD CRY here.
SUMMER STORMS
⏤ By Nikki Giovanni
The clouds
like my grandmother
carry a load
they can no longer
support
Grandmother sang "Pass Me Not
O Gentle Savior"
The clouds though
crackle
their lightning and thunder
There are those who say
We should run
inside from the storm
But that would be
like leaving Grandmother
at the kitchen table
alone and sad
As she thinks
of her daughters
And it rains