I like the feel of that site. "I'm waiting for the rain." yes... I think my heart knows what that means. I too, am waiting... I hear poetry a lot. My city is a poetry city. Every cafhas its favorite poet and favorite drunk. This, your poem, somehow touched me. I guess I must be feeling lonely. Thanks tresamie, Q

Un coup de dés jamais n'abolira le hazard
S Mallarmé