CEDARVILLE
REVIEW
4
Two Girls in the Rain
By Brian Campbell
A girl with silent eyes and silver hair
Stands underneath an umbrella
Hiding from the metallic rain as it plunks and runs;
Immobile, there she is standing
Hiding from syncopated death
In a dark grey street battered, veiled, and blurred by its tides of misfortunes.
Though she tries to escape
She remains standing in the onslaught
As it dives past her eyes and slithers past her feet, each one
Drowned by its currents
A girl with flowers in her golden hair
Clothes herself in a flowing dress;
She twirls like a dahlia in a rushing grey tide.
Empty hands, full of freedom
A porcelain face, bathed in life
Her virtuous dress and cinnamon hair swirl in a joyful tide.
Though she is soaking wet
She remains basking in the blessing
As it dives past her eyes and slithers past her feet, each one
Dancing in its currents