My girlfriend and I were recently sitting in the library doing homework when it began to rain outside. The sound of raindrops hitting the roof sounded like a roar of a jet engine right outside the nearby window. A couple of minutes later she asked me if I wanted to see a poem she had written for one of her literature classes. I liked it so much that I asked her for a copy. She graciously agreed and I would like to share it with you.
Startling pellets of water shoot at the rooftop First, slow then picking up faster, then louder Until it makes you stop and look out the window. The steady build-up of noise, like the noise of an on-coming train. In the background, music pouring out of headphones, secondary to the rain. My fingers pressing down the keys as I write. Finally these secondary noises become primary To the rooftop echo as nature begins to calm. It is then, I focus on my work, Until the rain starts again.
By Emily Mariani
—Sunday, 4 September 2011