Saturday, September 28, 2013
I am too busy to listening to the rain drops drop to write anything. Save this: Good writers will use rainfall to describe other sounds. Great writers can describe the rainfall itself. But I am not a great writer. Sorry. I can only say that it is a strong, steady rain, but not a fierce one, the kind that harbingers broken limbs, a blackout, or a tornado. It is coming straight down, not at a slant. There is little wind driving it. To compare the sound to a distant roar of an ocean is, perhaps, understandable but a bit trite. It's not a sizzle in the frying pan. That's an alarm. What this rain sounds like to me is a billion kisses falling to the ground.