VII

By John Gould Fletcher

Flickering of incessant rain

On flashing pavements:

Sudden scurry of umbrellas:

Bending, recurved blossoms of the storm.

The winds came clanging and clattering

From long white highroads whipping in ribbons up summits:

They strew upon the city gusty wafts of appleblossom,

And the rustling of innumerable translucent leaves.

Uneven tinkling, the lazy rain

Dripping from the eaves.