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Return of the Three O’Clock Rains
Lorraine Caputo
 
The mornings are hot
      under this near sun
      & as noon approaches
      clouds gather white, first
      small, then large & larger
 
At midday 
      darker thunderheads build
      to the east, roiling & crackling
      from the jungle
 
By one, a few tentative drops fall
      people rush to the trams
      sheltered by eaves
      the thunder nears
 
At two, lightning strikes close
      with immediate claps, raising
      screams from schoolchildren
      waiting beneath store awnings
      for their bus
 
& the rain intensifies
      until the full aguacero
      of chill rain floods
      these three-o’clock streets
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