rain almost always is the rain of a particular place with a specific character and an allusion to an erotic element of some story draped with names.
The garden waits for the rain, responds to it at once, opens to it, holds it, takes it up and shines with it. The sound and touch and smell of the rain, the manner of its arrival, its temper and passage are like a sensuous visitation to the garden
WS Merwin 3/97 House and Garden (Pulitzer Prize Winner for Poetry in 1970)
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