About the Poem
About the poet
Sean O'Brien (b. 1952) is a central figure in the contemporary poetry world - he has won major...
Postcards to the Rain God (an extract)
from Postcards to the Rain God
for Peter Didsbury on his fiftieth birthday
You sit in your shed in the rain.
In its peppercorn racket
You have a much better idea:
Marks on paper, made from the pluvial sexual
Ink of the Iris and Pearson Park pond-rain.
Messages unread, a century
From now: Today a cloudburst settling
Its anvil on the slates.
Then longer, softer rain - I cannot tell you how -
Is like piano-islands
In the pond. Ad
Maiorem Pluvii gloriam.
from Cousin Coat (Picador, 2002), copyright © Sean O'Brien 2002, used by permission of the author and the publisher
Sponsor this poem
Would you like to sponsor this poem? Find out how here.